Umm, actually yesterday I walked. Today I mostly rested. I begged off walking with the walking buddies because I didn't think my ankle could take the uneven frozen snow obstacles. I drove over to Starbucks and concluded the storm really was as bad as the news had reported. All along Elm Street huge limbs and entire trees were blocking the sidewalk. Most had been moved out of the street. Only the sidewalks were impassable. The corner of Florence and Park near Cleancraft was a little difficult to negotiate because a really big tree with lots and lots of small branches was sticking out into the street. It totally covered half a block of sidewalk.
Roving caravans of power company and phone company trucks were cruising the streets. Some of the traffic lights are still out.
I had just finished my coffee when Tom came in. I sat and drank a second one with him. They have power. One of the many Sues came in and said she and Jock had no power yet and they'd saved the meat in the freezer "but we lost the ice cream!". I hate when that happens.
Ned came in, talked rapidly, danced, told a great story, and left. We processed Ned as always.
I left just in time to prevent adding another parking ticket to my collection. So here I am trying to make doing nothing much sound really interesting. I don't even remember what Tom & I were talking about when Ned came in, and you kinda had to be there for the story Ned told...
I called Mom to find out what Bobby in Bosnia wants for Xmas (I drew his name in the lottery). Pecans. That's all he mentioned.
Still reading Wild America.
Saw many deeply humorous snowmen but didn't have my camera with me. One of them was wearing part of a downspout as a hat. One had a plume-like sprig of fir sticking out of the top of its head kind of off to one side. One was wearing a scarf and mittens.
There really doesn't seem to be that much snow on the ground but what there is is rock hard now.
So why do people live in New England?