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Waiting…

It seems like everything here is…waiting…

 

We’re waiting for spring.  The snow is still thigh deep, and it seems we’ll never find enough dirt to plant a garden.

 

We’re waiting for the trees to leaf out, to see if we really have an apple tree here.

 

We’re waiting for the ground to thaw, so we can put in fences and think about horses, or cows, or goats.  Maybe a donkey.  Or a llama.

 

We’re waiting for things to dry out.  The drive to work is so muddy and slow.

 

We’re waiting for the chickens…all 50 of them…

 

We’re waiting for my mushroom growing kit, though the company won’t send it till the weather is better.

 

We’re waiting for possession on this house, all poised with hammers and crowbars to get going on the bathroom reno.

 

Bleh.  Patience has never been my forte…

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Shoveling snow is not generally my favorite activity.  In fact, at the house in Alberta, my usual solution to snowfall was to drive in and out of the driveway a couple dozen times, until it was nicely packed down.  It worked for all the years I lived there!

 

On the acreage, however, it does not work quite like that.  As little as half an inch of snow, or even no snow at all, seems to turn into a knee-deep drift in only a few hours, if the wind is brisk.  This morning, after what would have amounted to a little skiff of snow in town, I had to take a real run at the driveway to get out.  Then, after almost hitting the ditch four times in a mile and a half, I turned around and came home again.

 

I am not sure how long the driveway really is, maybe twice as long as a city block, but I can attest that it seems to be about fifteen miles when you are trying to clear knee-deep drifts out of it with a scoop shovel.   It would be easier with a proper shovel, but Hubby managed to break the other one, the last time it snowed.  It is also pretty disheartening to finally get to the end of the drifts, only to have the snowplow swoosh past and deposit another foot or so across the mouth of the driveway.

 

This would be somewhat easier to cope with if we had a 4×4 truck, instead of an ancient Corolla and a Saturn sportscar.  I see a major vehicle purchase in our near future…

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We live (for now) in a very small town.  So small, that I work for the only real employer in 15 miles – and so does everyone else.  The lady at the post office, the gunsmith, the small engine repair guy, the fellow who runs the bar, the ice rink manager – I have relationships with a lot of folks in town, because I either work with them, or with their spouses, or parents, or siblings…

The Fire Chief (I work with him) posted an angry plea on facebook this morning:

“Is a hockey game in blizzard conditions worth your child’s life, or yours? If you think so, maybe you should come & help the Fire & EMS scrape the parents that think like that off of the highway. While you are thinking about that, remember you are also putting emergency workers & RCMP lives at risk for having to come out on treacherous roads & white-out conditions to rescue you & your loved ones. IS IT REALLY WORTH IT??”

We seem to be a society that does not stay still.  Maybe cannot stay still.  Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night shall keep us from our hockey games, our grocery stores, and our malls.  Is it really worth it for a quart of milk?  A pack of smokes?  A hockey game?  Some recreational shopping?  I’ve noticed that a lot of people seem to need to be constantly moving, and constantly entertained. I don’t know if it’s the TV, the 24-hour-everything, the video games, or what, but it really seems like even semi-rural Canadian culture has ADD.

Whatever happened to staying home? Spending time by yourself, or with your spouse and kids?  Snuggling up with a blanket and a book? On a day like today, with howling wind, snow, ice, and zero visibility, there is really no excuse.  Keep a few extra groceries and a few other sundries kicking around, and you really never have to go out unless you want to.

Today, we’re taking a snow day.  We’d had some plans to go visit family, but when the dogs we reluctant to go outside and pee, and I realized I can’t see our neighbor’s house across the street, we decided it probably wasn’t really worth it.  Instead, we’re staying home, making cookies (no milk?  no problem!  Good thing I have that backup stash of powdered…), doing laundry, listening to music, blogging, and, later, probably playing Stock Ticker (a favorite board game).  If the power goes out (a likely thing, in an Alberta blizzard), we’ll light the oil lamps and keep on playing.   There’s nowhere we have to be so badly that we’re willing to risk our lives for it.

Once we’re on the farm, or even the acreage, this will likely become a more frequent event.  Luckily, we like snow days…

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