Forget “Aaahhh Spring.”
Never-mind yesterday’s post. I was feeling optimistic. Today… well… we’ve been getting snow storms coming in all week, but today… that’s an understatement. I write this at 8:07 (after attempting to feed my animals with the feed truck, getting stuck sideways in our driveway, moving my DH’s land rover to the end of our ‘community road’, walking back, seeing my Dad, flagging him down, him pulling out our feed truck that was un-stuck-now-stuck-again in the ‘community road’, watching DH try to turn it around, getting stuck right next to our pasture fence, feeding the poor animals who’re begging to be fed as the hay is within reaching distance over the fence, pulling the truck out with the land rover this time, watching DH try to pack down the snow and make tracks for me to drive the truck through, round and round and round he went, jumping in the truck to finally bring her to rest at home…)
We’ve got about a foot and quickly building.
An optimistic llama.
Ever seen a perturbed llama? Now you have.
Ever seen perturbed barn kitties? Now you have.
How about a perturbed Granny Smith Apple tree?
Okay, so my point is, if you haven’t heard from me by the end of the week, send help immediately. This snow aint lettin’ up and I’m feeling buried alive.
And the power shall be out in approximately .29 seconds.
Eat your heart out Tracey, (and please feel sorry for me.)