Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Monday, we received about 8 inches of snow throughout the day. I didn't need to go out to see a patient until nearly 11 PM. By that time, road crews had done a decent job of clearing my path, and my sleigh handled the rest of the mess with finesse. It was a strange ride, though. The sky was incredibly bright for nearly midnight, and had a reddish glow. It was as though a big city was ablaze in the distance. Since I was way out in the country where there wasn't a lot of ambient city light, I found it a bit disconcerting. I swear it looked like the remnants of a sunset and not the middle of the night.
Tonight, my husband finished clearing off the drive while I took the broom to the icicles threatening to clobber us as we descend from the porch. As soon as we finished, it began to snow again. Not a lot, but a good dusting. Enough to make my ride into the city annoying, but I wasn't driving, security was. By 11 PM, there were reports of black ice on the road. For those of you lucky enough not to encounter such a nasty little treat on the road, black ice is, well, ice. The problem is the pavement appears only to be wet and the driver realizes a split second too late, that he or she has made a monumental error in driving judgment. This usually happens right before the spin out and subsequent call for a tow truck.
I snapped the photo of the freaky looking tree in my neighbor's yard around 1 AM--right after work. Fog has set in, and this is no ordinary fog my friends. It's cold outside--well below 32 degrees (F). This is freezing fog and let me just say, I'm glad my shift is over and I'm able to watch some Olympic recaps while I work on my mitten all snug and warm indoors.
And, oh! Would you just check out the progress here? The best thing about these mittens is the yarn. I bought 2 skeins of each color and it's looking like I'll only need one of each for a finish.
As for the games today, Joannie Rochette, who lost her mother this week, was heart breaking and extraordinary on the ice. For all she's been through, I hope she medals.
In my book, she's already a winner.