Snow Day

Hello Everyone,

 

Self isolation - day 2.....the quilting continues.  I put flanges on my blocks.  I couldn't resist taking a picture of some of the blocks on the deck railing. 

 



We had about a foot of snow just on the railing by Monday morning, and it snowed for most of the day.

The snow started in earnest on Sunday.  This picture was taken from my front porch looking up to the back of the garage.  My job is to shovel a pathway up to the garage, while Mr. Joe hauls out the snowblower and clears the driveway.  This storm was not for sissies.

The plows came out mid-afternoon Sunday, and gave us a one-lane road. We could get out, but where were we going to go?

This is a picture looking over the snow berm, down at the cabin and into my sewing room.  I have a nice view of the propane tank outside my sewing room window.

The flowering plum is freezing to death.

This is the back of the cabin.  As you can see, there are no lights on since the power was out. It's been pretty erratic over the past few days.  We have a lot more snow now, I just can't navigate down to this area without getting a boot-full of snow, to get a picture.

Another one of my jobs is clearing the steps so we can get down to the generator.  I have my work cut out for me. 

Mazey loves playing in the snow.  She's just like a little kid when she stands at the back door, begging to go out and play.

During this time of isolation, Mr. Joe has decided he's going to learn to make sourdough bread.  His loaf was about the size and consistency of a hockey puck. We almost had to bring in the chain saw to cut a slice. He learned that he can't use the smoke alarm as the oven timer.

 

As I was gnawing away, (I mean politely chewing), I told him that I think he just made hardtack.  I looked up hardtack and here's the definition.  Hardtack is inexpensive and long-lasting. It is used for sustenance in the absence of perishable foods, commonly during long sea voyages, land migrations, and military campaigns. So, if our little grocery store runs out of food, we will have our hardtack....and potentially no teeth left.

 

He's going to make another loaf (and I use that term loosely) today.  Details and pictures tomorrow. 

 



Soon,

Lynn