Yep, I’m now a wimp compared to what I used to live through in the winters in Minnesota and upstate New York. I’ve about had it with these ice storms. We’ve had two in less than a week. Picture this… I had to crawl out of the rig backwards last Friday on my hands and knees to get down the stairs. It wasn’t a pretty sight. I couldn’t take a chance on breaking a bone or ruining my new hip if I tried to walk down them.
I needed to get the extend-a-stay tank to the propane place for a refill, but it was frozen solid to the ground and the hose and its hook-up was coated with a half inch of ice. I couldn’t get it loose until Saturday.
I thought this ice storm was just a freak occurrence, but today, I awoke to the same thing! However, I fooled the ice god and draped the stairs in a big towel last night before the latest onslaught began. It worked like a charm, and I was able to walk out almost normally to take Emma out. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have gone outside at all today.
There was a nice warm up here yesterday, and my friend Bugman Jack stopped by briefly on his way back down to where his rig is somewhere around Corpus Christi, I think. He had been attending a pine needle basket weaving workshop near Houston.
We went out for a late lunch before he continued on his way, and I finally solved the mystery of who sent me the bottle of Tweed perfume a bit ago. I had initially thought it came from him, but the Missouri postmark didn’t jive. Last November, Jack and his long time friend Carol stopped by for a brief tour of the refuge. She’s not from Missouri either, but her father was. Turns out she was down in Missouri helping her father during his final days on this earth. She found the Tweed at the Vermont Country Store, ordered a bottle, and sent it to me anonymously. Thanks, Carol! I would never have guessed.
As happened last week, we have been cautioned not to try to do any volunteer work during this ice storm. That’s fine with me. Temps are supposed to rise into the 40’s tomorrow after lows in the 20’s tonight. I’m hoping to be able to get out for some ice pictures in the morning before it melts. It’s been several days since I’ve taken any pictures, and I’m missing it.
Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later, Judy