................and even more

I don't remember seeing this much snow since I was in High School.    This is the third blizzard in a week.  It's still going on out there with very high winds and lots of blowing snow.  The picture is right as I step out the front door.  This whole area was completely shoveled out yesterday.  I was finally able to take the dogs for a good walk.  Then this morning it was still fairly open and we went out again, but not as far because the wind was picking up.  I knew it was going to snow very soon, and I needed to drive to the store.  By the time I got to the grocery store about thirty minutes later the wind was howling and the snow had started.  The roads were very slippery, but not many cars were on the road.  That was not the case when I drove into the parking lot.  The place was packed.We all bore a striking resemblance to snowmen as we packed our carts with supplies.  We hadn't been able to go out for a few days, and the future looked pretty bleak in terms of trips to the store. Everyone evidently took the brief window of opportunity to shop. On the way home the roads were very slippery with very poor visibility, particularly since my windshield wipers were frozen in place. 

 This is the top of the lilac bush in front of the house.

This is the street outside my front door.  The lower right shows the tail of my car poking out of
the snowbank.










So, that is the story of winter in Eastport.  I Don't think I will post any more boring pictures, but it's hard to resist.  Nature is so amazing.

Another Storm

 This is what it looked like when I opened the back door to take the dogs out this morning..  Since I had left my shovel outside, I hacked at the drift with the broom, then stomped a path through the snow for them.There was no place to walk really, but we forged ahead to the back of the house before giving up.

 The view from the front door.  Thje lilac bush is on the left.

Drifts at the house next door.  They are gone for the winter, and probably glad of it.  They live in Arizona in the winter.

 My front door, which I can force open but can't go more than a couple of feet.

 Also the front door.

Found my shovel...........my Christmas wreath is still hanging on the front window.

The trash can outside the back door.














Tomorrow is supposed to be a fairly good day, but there is another storm coming Monday....making up for its late arrival.

Big Snow

The morning paper, which I was shocked to find nestled in my mailbox, mentions Eastport again.  This photo is complete with the crumbs from the biscuit I was eating and a drop of strawberry jam.  It says we got 20 inches of snow, the most of any coastal community.  Because of the drifts from the high winds (also mentioned in the article), the snow is much deeper in most places, with almost clear spots in others.  I wasn't able to get out my front door, but the side door is almost clear.  The ground is relatively bare from there to the back of the house and the chicken coup.  Poor girls were out of food and I can't get anymore until my check comes tomorrow........even if I could get the car out of the driveway.  I made a batch of biscuits and crumbled them up, added a can of corn I had in the cupboard, and dumped the mix into their feeder.  They seemed quite happy, pecking away, as I left them.  Some snow had blown in under the door of their house, but it wasn't particularly cold in there.  The dogs refused to go out yesterday, mostly because I tried to get them to climb the snowbank in front of the door.  I refused to go out this morning, but having discovered the relative ease of navigating the side of the house, I snapped on their leashes and put them there.  I watched from the doorway.  They didn't stay very long, but long enough.  It is still snowing a little, but the man who shovels me out was here this morning, peering out of his furry hood, with a crew of five who made quick work of the walk and the driveway.  He'll be back.

The storm has been a relative non-event for me since we didn't lose power.

post script

Well, I had only to look on the internet to find out who wrote "Wakefield"............Nathaniel Hawthorne.  I hope it can be had on my Kindle.