Friday, February 26, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
West Virginia in the 21st century. Lots of unusual snow in the beginning of the second decade... (I can't remember what the weather was like in the first decade of this century. I live in the moment now.)
Monday, February 22, 2010
I was inspired to write this rant after reading yet another editorial by an assistant editor of the local news paper (and I use that term loosely.) Please send me editorial comments and editing hints. I fear my skills are rusty and I need input as "Number Five" would say.
After reading this rant I decided to take it down... I couldn't decide if I wanted to be serious or scarcastic. And I just rambled. Good for the spleen, but not for the blog.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
These are the icicles that have been building all over the property.
Do you suppose this weather will EVER warm up?
If and when it does, look out for the flooding ;-)
When I look out through the bedroom window, I get the feeling I've been "locked up" for quite a while. I took this picture from the back porch with snow drifting over my shoes. Cold.
The picnic shelter icicles have dropped away already. These are the "new" ones from the most recent February 15-16-17 warm up and snow down.
Tiny aren't they.
Get a load of the snow on top of the tractor garage. No ICE JAMS or icicles there. No heat. This is another photo of the driveway after Bill took the snowblower up and down, so we can get out. the sun has helped it, but the snow keeps falling.
Bill has already been here with the snowblower. God Bless you, Bill.
Zoey has croup. Tracy has to work and Delia has no school.
I HAVE to get this paperwork finished. for school and Mom...
Stan needs breakfast. I have been eating Tylenol like it's good; it's not!
Nothing like being stuck in one place and the oj has run out...
Somebody - tell me some good news!
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
When I got the call at a little after 5 am this morning, I had not expected another SNOW DAY. Maybe a little delay, but the roads did not seem so bad when I came home last night at 5. But - there is 6 + inches of somekindofwhite frozen stuff in the driveway -again. And something is falling from the sky - debris from the space station perhaps. I hear the guys are doing home improvements up there this week...
We have breakfasted.
I have cleaned up somewhat.
I have blogged a little.
He is watching the History Channel: Slave trade on the open sea pre-Civil War.
Yesterday, the parking lot was clear at school. At least, I could walk from the handicapped spaces to the door without fear.
The room (my room) was empty and quiet - except for the kid who thought he had to be at school and brought his electric guitar and amp (which he proceeded to play [loudly] next door to my room - until I shut the door and turned up John Tesh on the CD player. Then someone called him to the office, and he disappeared.)
I turned off the big screen TV, which had been left on since my sub was showing Channel One last Monday. Evidently she couldn't find the off button and the kids didn't volunteer. Lucky for us, the library screen saver has that orange block that moves around to keep the screen image from "burning" into the screen.
There was a rumored team meeting, which never materialized, and then an hour of self-flagellating over observations in our classrooms and unified vocabulary study methods which are supposed to morph into "higher order thinking" skill practice.
I was assigned another impossible task: have a department meeting. When all other departments have the same task at the same time... no one shows up for social studies. All the elementary people are multidisciplinary assigned, all other departments: LA/reading, match, and science have "counted" for the school grade on Westest much longer that social studies: therefore, teachers must go to the meetings that count, before they attend the meetings that "count so very little."
Saturday, February 13, 2010
The thermometer is probably not correct. Even though the water drips slowly from the tips of these massive icicles, the sun is the heater, not the air temperature. But the dial gives us a better chance of figuring out how big the icicles are.
I figure that one of these is 4 feet long... It was too icy and cold to walk out there around the house, beside the kitchen window, and measure.
Heading photo: but not cropped - so you can see the tree and the hillside, as well as the roof and, of course, the icicles.
Our cable connection is on the ground. Better get that up and attached before the guys need to cut the grass. Oh, Summer - wherefor art thou?
Thursday, February 11, 2010
I don't know why the day and date are so important in blogging (for me). Probably, I need the structure of knowing this. More important, rather, is the belief that I am keeping something in order.
Well, the day is grey. The snow is still falling - tiny, tiny particles. (I wonder what the Eskimo word [pardon, the Inuit word] for this particular snow is.)
The driveway is too icy to travel down to get the mail and the newspaper. Snow is piled on the patio to the tune of 3 inches.
Grey, grey, grey.
I'm looking forward to Valentine's Day.... o r at least to the color associated with Valentine's day.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Don't pray for an easy life, pray for strength.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
See how the strong rays of the sun melted the south and western side of the overburden snow on Mr. Vance's pine trees?
From the livingroom widow on Sunday, reminds me of Pollyanna - all glittery and shimmering.
These were taken yesterday [Sunday with litle or no snowfall] and today [before the forecast 1 to 3 inches anticipated tonight]