Woke up today to a quieter and darker than usual morning...the white stuff had been falling all night. And it kept on going until supper time. There seemed to be a slight respite in the evening, but with complete darkness outside now, it's hard to tell what's going on.
Until such time as it stops, it's agreed that the snowmobile is the primary mode of transportation. Can't be bothered to snowplow the driveway until it stops and we don't need to go anywhere anyhow.
Although, I am considering the 4 or 5 km trek the 'corner store' (at a nearby resort/golf course community) for more red wine. Making due with white...for now. The snowmobile could make it. Nothing like a lovely ride in the ditch to get the juices going.
We managed a trip out to water the cattle this morning, the three of us on the ski-doo. Watching Dexter stagger through and fall in the snow, I realized why it seemed like there was so much snow when I was a kid. Because there was! Ankle deep on us is calf-deep for the kid and it's hard enough to stagger around in a snow suit in the best of conditions. Tomorrow, he may just have to tunnel his way around. :)
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