He indicated we would attack the streets with our personal shovels and spades. So far, nobody’s shoveling off our street. The problem really isn’t the snow. It’s the freezing rain and freeing drizzle that came down on top of the snow. The traffic around metro Atlanta is a chaos of wrecks, jack-knifed tractor trailers blocking the interstates, and cars in the ditch.
At least, metro-Atlanta has sand and salt trucks and plows. We don’t. So, we are more or less ice bound even though the ice is probably less than a half an inch. Yesterday, the temperature got up over freezing for just long enough to begin creating slush, slush that froze solid last night making the roads worse than they are.
After living in northern Illinois, I feel somewhat awkward being snow bound and/or ice bound with less than a foot of snow. A friend who got hit with 14 inches of snow says that we’re just lightweights down here in Jackson County, Georgi.
Possibly so. We’re staying warm, though. Wasting time on Facebook. Reading more. Being ice bound is conducive to working on my next novel. Goodness knows, I can’t escape from it right now. As the words pile up, I can feel virtuous about my dedication even though the weather ought to get a mention on the acknowledgments page of Sarabande when it comes out later this year.
Thank you for all your help, Mother Nature.
Ah, a locomotive’s horn: well, at least the trains are running.
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I was wondering how that storm would treat you, Malcolm. At least you have experience in such things! We are getting a bit of winter weather too. After a visit by an air mass from the Golf of Alaska we were supposed to warm up dramatically with rain today. Instead it’s 17 and snowing like it means it. Much preferable, to my way of thinking!
Rain would be more typical for us. Late in the day today, we took the car out for a look around. Odd to see so much snow staying around. Usually it turns to slush or melts off within a day or two.