Recent snows have been super dense. Tree branches normally high enough to be well out of the way sagged down to “tractor windshield” level.
I was as careful as possible but one branch got tangled into the gap between the cab and mirror. I didn’t realize it until I heard an ominous “snap”. Lucky for me, the branch broke instead of my mirror! It pretty much obscured my whole field of view. I had to drive a few yards practically blind just to find a place to park so I could get out and untangle the branch (and the huge pile of snow it was holding).
They say it’s April. I have my doubts.
The snow was so wet that parts of it were tinged blue. It was exactly the color I’ve seen on videos of glaciers. Very pretty. My snapshot couldn’t capture the deep glorious blue, but it’s there.
You know who’s loving it? My dog. She has zero fucks to give about my hassles plowing the stuff. It’s a dog jungle gym, playtime fun, happy zone to her. The day included a good deal of zooming about.
And posing on top of piles.
And more zooming.
And investigating whatever critters are tunneling about in the stuff.
Dogs know how to be happy! I should learn to be more like my dog. Though there would be drawbacks. Mrs. Curmudgeons would rather I don’t start shedding on the carpet.
What a good girl.
enjoy your dog while you can. my old dog Slim was the same in snow. he loved it.
he was a roadie ridgeback. 110 pounds of heart ,bone and muscle. he play in the snow until he was freezing and I had to drag his ass in. he flop in front of the woodstove until he was steaming and then wanted back out.
our time with them is way too short. my Slim passed on 3 years ago. and I miss his big goofy ass every day since. there was nothing better than sitting on the porch together watching the world go by. you going to really miss your girl after she goes away. trust me on that. dave in pa.
Happy Dog Indeed. We should all be lucky to have a dogs unleashed life. When I let my dog off her leash in public, she sprints back and forth with Happy Puppy smile. Its playtime Dad !
Looks like the “Blue Blizzard” we got before Christmas a couple years back. Bright blue cracks in the snow that was 20%+ water, at least when melted.
Started the day a truck driver went out sick, and my generator wasn’t delivered, power went out, 2 days later I was able to track down the genny, drive a couple hours to pick it up and some other related items from Menard’s and rig enough stuff to have heat, water, lights and frozen food.
Bent over thousands of acres of young red pine and aspens, power was out for 5 days. Good times, I should finish wiring up the transfer panel…
I’m going to say it again: Pyrs are awesome.
Maybe dogs were placed in our lives to remind us to enjoy the “suck” of icy snow and such?
And sadly to keep us in reminder how short life can be.
So rejoice in the chuckle bits, sir!
“Mrs. Curmudgeons would rather I don’t start shedding on the carpet.”
Um, you don’t already?