Sunday, February 06, 2011
Ice - no ice; ice - less ice
Today the temperature is finally above freezing here on the mountain, so the ice is lessening. Down off the mountain the roads are dry and ice-free. But when you look up at the mountains, you'll see ice hanging on to the last 100 feet before the top of the mountain. That's where I am.
I am officially sick of ice, though in truth, it doesn't take much ice before I am sick of it, and I've had a lot more than just a bit of it this week. I shuffle around the cabin like an elderly old woman, trying not to fall, tossing out salt or crushed stones in front of each step. The chickens think I am scattering feed and rush to the edge of the pen in hopes of scoring something good. They have been much disappointed this week by that.
Today (Sunday) is an improvement, with the sun actually breaking through and blue sky seen at least occasionally. Like a sun-starved flower I've put my face to it as much as possible, trying to soak up the winter-weakened rays. It's better than nothing, which is what I've seen for the past two weeks until today.
Some winters are sunny ones, even during extreme cold. Not this one. It's been cold and not-sunny for what I am remembering as the entire winter to date so far. That's probably not quite the case, but it sure is how I'm remembering it.