Mountains of snow….

On Wednesday they finally got the Silver Line (train) running again – it had not been running as they were worried about the 3rd rail being an issue with all the snow, and no-one wants to be sitting out there in a powerless train!  So, off to work I went on Wednesday but once I arrived at the station it was pretty apparent I wasn’t going to be walking far!

No side-walks visible but in the typical way of this car-centric society the road was nicely cleared; two lanes each way.  (That’s a commuter parking lot on the right, also nicely cleared)Where's the sidewalk?

I didn’t relish climbing those impressive snow-mountains at the “walk” signs – for starters my boots are only calf-high – and walking on the road goes against my survival instincts…  luckily I have a friend in the office who came & picked me up.  Should be easy to cross here.....

It sucked to be the manservant though –  he takes the bus – and this was one of his stops  – that’s the bus shelter on the left (behind the advertising) and the timetable post on the right.  The plows kept coming along just to make sure the wall of snow stayed in place…  Bus stop

Then to cap off a bad week there was a fire in our “local”  – apparently things got a bit hot in the kitchen:  Fire at the local

Glad we’re back to 40, 50 and 60 degree temperatures this week!

Where did this come from?


When I got home last evening the poor manservant was out on the footpath chipping away at the snow which had turned into ice while he was at work.   Our neighbours must have had the day off work as their footpaths were beautifully cleaned.  

Not wanting to disturb him (and really just not wanting to keep him company in the severe cold)  I poured myself a glass of wine and wandered around checking things out from inside.  I noticed that our deck had heaps & heaps of snow on it  – far more than appeared to be on the road and ground.  If it wasn't so perfect I would think our neighbours had shovelled their snow over the fence!   

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Measurable at last


Just when we thought winter was on its way out, a storm blew through and we got our first real measurable snow of the season!  Our weather man was very happy  - and he seemed almost sad to report that we might get temperatures around the 60's by the weekend.     





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