During the night, the temperature at the surface rose above freezing, the upper atmosphere was already there and the freezing rain and sleet turned to rain. The 11″ of crusty snow from yesterday was reduced to about half a foot of slush with a river running down our driveway. Because it was nearly 40ºf when I went out to feed and water the chickens, the water in their coop was not frozen, the straw in the bed of the coop was not frozen, the run several inches deep in the slush. A few quick scoops with the snow shovel opened enough ground in front of the coop to put their food, water, and the kitchen scraps, so I ran them outside. While they were eating and trying to avoid the remaining snow, I cleaned out the coop from 2 weeks of them being, well cooped up. The garden got a good pile of damp, prefertilized straw and they got a new foot of clean dry straw inside.
After morning chores and breakfast, I wandered up the slippery driveway to see what the roads looked like. Our unpaved road had been plowed to bare dirt and gravel with a few slushy patches, the paved road about half a mile up from the house was wet, but clear. A few of our neighboring counties, especially east of us got freezing rain with lots of iced trees, broken limbs and power outages, we were lucky this time. Until lunch time, we had sunshine. It is now overcast, but still near 40ºf, so very mild and lots of melting is going on. Schools were closed again today, so Mountaingdad, daughter, the 2 grands and I ventured into town and had a burger, then came back to clear a place for son in law to park when he gets off work today. He went in during the early hours of the storm on Sunday night, 12 hours before he needed to, but knowing that his car wouldn’t make it Monday, nor would any of the cars on Monday. He spent the night in his office at the hospital, being bothered and awakened by staff all night. Last night he left the hospital, but stayed at a hotel in the city and returned to work on icy streets this morning. The roads are clear out here and if he can get to the interstate, he will not have any trouble getting home and I have shoveled the top of the driveway to the bare spot where one of the cars was parked during the storm.
It is wet, slushy, not fun to be in this afternoon, so I pulled out the sewing machine, the iron and board and set about to make our 4 year old granddaughter a little drawstring backpack for her dance clothes. On Friday after preschool, she and several of her friends are getting dance lessons at one of the girl’s homes. For the first couple of weeks, she was wearing clothes provided by the instructor, but she wanted her own and her parents bought her a tiny leotard, dance shorts, and a little dance skirt for Valentine’s Day. Before the storm, I sought some fabric that had ballet slippers or ballerinas on it to no avail. She adores “Frozen” and the fabric store had plenty of Elsa and Anya fabric.
A quick search on the internet had provided instructions on how to make the draw string backpack for a toddler.
On dance days, she has to also pack a lunch to eat at her friend’s house as she gets picked up by her friend’s mother on Friday, so that I don’t have to drive in at nine a.m., noon, and again at 2:30 to pick her up. Her big brother on a couple of occasions has left his lunchbox at school and he ends up using the spare, leaving her without one, so using the extra fabric and cord, I whipped up a little draw string bag that matches for her to carry her lunch.
She is excited. After her nap, we packed her dance clothes in her backpack and she showed it off. I’m sure that it will have to be modeled for her Dad when he gets home.
I did succeed in picking up the sleeve stitches on my handspun sweater for one sleeve yesterday evening. I have only knit about an inch so far and will have to figure out the decrease ratio soon. I don’t want the sleeves to be too large at the bottom edge, I am notorious for not tapering my sleeves enough.
My friend and I are hoping that this was the last storm for the month and that we will have no difficulty making the trek west to our spinning retreat in a little more than a week. If it is only flurries, I won’t worry with my CRV, but I won’t drive in half a foot of snow.