Dad and I began the dig out. Began. We got about halfway through and quit for the day. I didn’t take pictures of the after because I needed to make dinner (roasty chicken w/onions). Also, I was pooped.
The third and fourth Snowmen of the Snowpocalypse will be pictured later. Actually, I think they are more Snowpiles of the Snowpocalypse, since I’m now thinking of them more as Jabba the Hut sort of snowmen.
Okay, pictures:
I'd say come on in, but we can't open the door.
Dad's Car Before the Clean Up
My Street, Still Not So Much With The Plows
Still Coming Down Fast
Our Little Security Sign, All Covered Up
So, now, it’s the end of the day, I’m tired. Good Night!
Funness
Injustice, tyranny, rebellion over exorbitant taxes and Ben Franklin ripping the heck out of a guitar? This goes to 11.
Yeah, he’s here, but hidden. 
I’ll get a picture later.
I dug a trench to the bird feeder because it was covered with snow. I also wanted to knock off some of the snow build up so the pole didn’t bend or snap. The picture below is the first picture I took this morning.
First View From My Back Door
When I woke at 4 for no good reason I realized that there was LIGHTNING and THUNDER in the storm that woke me up.
The roof is covered but the wind is forming some fun features:
Roof Line
The snow measured 17 inches this morning, but that was in the shadow of the house. I’ll try to measure it further out. Or not. Depends.
Wanna Picnic?
Snow Bird Feeder
Path to the Birdfeeder
More later!
2nd Snowman of the Snowpocalypse - Mild Accumulation
And now, The Accumulation Begins….
Dad and I shoveled the driveway just to get ahead of The Accumulation. Everything was already covered again by the time we got to the end. We plan on shoveling every few hours tomorrow just to combat The Accumulation.
I got out to take some pictures.
Plowing My Street
I liked the way the snow plow’s lights look a bit like fire. My camera was on auto focus so it got confused about what it was supposed to focus on, the snow or the object. Since I got the camera and we’ve had snow (a lot this year) I haven’t had this problem.
Snow House
This is my house. There is snow.
Big Tree, Big Snow
I’m kind of liking the unfocusedness of this shot. Especially the way the snowflakes above the tree left trails. Sweet!
Snowy Pyracantha
I went out to knock the snow off the bushes. Of course I took a picture first.
Now, I’m not going out again tonight, so the Third Snowman of the Snowpocalypse will arrive sometime around midnight and will be pictured tomorrow. The Third Snowman – Heavy Accumulation – will foreshadow the coming of the last of the Snowmen of the Snowpocalypse – Snow Totals!!!
RUN!!!
Hopefully this will warm you up:
1st Snowman 2/5/10
There are three more to come.
We are getting snow heavily now, and though it’s been snowing for hours, now it’s begun to really accumulate. The estimates for this storm keep going up. That’s okay. We have girded ourselves up with the weapons long known to be effective against snow in the Mid-Atlantic Region handed down to us by the first human inhabitants – toilet paper, milk and bread. I’ve also got a meatloaf in the oven and carrots on the stove becoming soup for tomorrow’s battles against Snowman Two, Three and Four.
More pictures I took today:
Taken around 2:00
This was before the snow started sticking but after it started falling. Oh, that snow already on the ground? Yeah, that’s from last Saturday and Tuesday. 6 inches each.
Taken around 3:30 PM
The Snowpocalypse has begun.
Remember the big snow we had right before Christmas?
The 21 inch powder snow before Christmas. Yeah, awesome. Lots of play.
This past weekend we had a 6 inch powder snow:
Last night we had another 4 -5 inches of wet snow that stuck to everything:
This weekend we are expecting another 24 inches, at least, and then another storm on Tuesday.
Lech Walesa has endorsed Adam Andrzejewski for Governor of Illinois.
Raise your hands – who remembers the Solidarity movement? I do! ME!!! I remember being so thoroughly excited for the people of Poland, that they would take on the Soviets and demand their freedom. I remember President Walesa, I’ve got fragments of images of the strike burned into my brain and I remember weeping when he was elected President of Poland.
I can’t possibly hate communism as much as the people who lived and suffered behind the Iron Curtain, but I hate it a lot. I hate the very core of communism – that idea that a centralized government makes people better through the control of every aspect of their lives. Socialism is Communism’s littler and slinkier sister, just as controlling but able to sing the siren song of irresponsibility that much sweeter. Hate too strong a word? No, it’s like the color black – I only wear that until I find something darker.
As I watch the direction President Obama is taking us all I see is the subjugation of the people to the state all couched in sweet sweet promises of making us better. Healthcare – we want to take care of you! Higher taxes help YOU! Cap and Trade because we love the earth! All the while our freedoms and liberties erode away to nothing while we seem to willing drink the elixir of slavery. Yeah, I said slavery.
I stand with Winston Churchill and what he had to say about Democracy, it’s horribly messy, but better than anything else that’s been tried. There is a beauty to the separation of powers, the regular and peaceful transfer of powers and the limited government enshrined in the Constitution. That beauty lights up the darkness as it protects our liberty to be jerks and heroes alike. American’s have made mistakes along the way, those mistakes get corrected. They always have, in time. Perhaps not with the speed that righteousness would demand. Corrected nonetheless. And we continue to correct.
I encourage you to watch the announcement and interview that follows:
Check out what your BFF Chavez has been up to…………
Yeah, he’s awesome.
Asshats all.
HT – Instapundit.
Once again, I nearly lost my computer because I snorted by cheap beer all over it when reading Iowahawk.
Also, Christopher Buckley said that he was crying by the end of the STFUSOTU on Wednesday night. I can also report that I was myself weeping. I do not think it was for the same reasons as my tears were accompanied by gnashing of teeth.
My Mother spoke about her Aunt Rose, my great Aunt, with deep love and respect. I only remember the old woman, whom I liked. Mom LOVED her Aunt Rose. I was kinda suprised thinking about it that she didn’t name any of us Rose.
In going through boxes of stuff about two years ago, one of my sisters and I stumbled upon books of photographs we had never before seen. Fun photos, stuff from the 20’s, 30’s and 40’s.
This one photo of my Mom’s Aunt Rose helped me understand much more about why Mom loved her so:
I LOVE the suit. Love it. Rose is so confident there, in her man suit, standing in the muck and mud of a farm yard with out any grass. My Mom is the younger girl Rose is wrapped around, I’m enjoying Mom’s utter GLEE in being with her Aunt Rose. Jano, the older girl, looks just as happy. This was taken sometime during the Depression.
Also, I really love Mom’s wrinkly kneed tights.
