My Wichita friends are giggling with glee. Their snow was melted off the roads and drives ways by sundown yesterday. We in the rural area of the county are not pleased. I was able to make it down one of our side streets yesterday, but not without the feeling of impending doom. The plows pushed the snow out of the way, but the banks loom over my car. And as the snow melted, the more the road disappeared under the water it left behind. Our main road is still closed because of the power poles. Who knows how long it will be until they get to them.
With the snow melting, we are now dealing with flooding here. Yesterday I was up to my knees in iceberg ridden water. Very cold. Snow encircling the new pond, but I dredged on, had to milk, and got rewarded with a hoof imprint on the back of my hand. We will be able to get out this morning, but this evening, I don't know. The weatherman is calling for rain.
I complain, but my friend The Fool, is under Mt. Redoubt.
My ankle is feeling better, thanks for asking. I am watching the waters flood my garden area. I think there will be some redoing of that. My peach blossom are gone.
But on the bright side of things, I will be able to plant more cool weather stuff this week, even in the rain. The part of the garden where they hail isn't underwater.
The goats are in the barn, since the pen is under water. I went out to milk, and the kids decided that they would help. Mama wasn't too thrilled with this two biting fools attacking her teats.
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Oh, you gotta love farming.
my doe isn't being to cooperative either. She's decided that I must be the triplet she's feeding and I've gotta go. It's a rodeo here trying to convince her that she can feed all three of us. Good luck with that and with the flooding.
Berms of snow set to melt...and the water's already to the knees? It does not sound good...but you have proven yourself to be quite the survivor. Keep on keeping on...and thanks for the link. :)
Puh-lease ... people who live in Wichita have something to brag about? heh heh
I remember when my mom first married my dad and moved to the farm (I grew up in NWKS). There would be awful weather or lost crops or ruined farm machinery with 6-figure price tags, and my grandma would sigh and say, "Well, that's farm life!"
And then my mother would fight the overwhelming urge in every single cell of her body to haul off and sock her new mother-in-law in the piehole. hahaha
Hang in there and heal up that ankle! Be careful on the ice!
PS: I LOOOOOVE your blog header photo! In fact, when I ran across your blog, I had no idea you were in Kansas, and my very first thought was that photo would make a great Scroat Belly/Split Lip Rayfield album cover.
to day I decide to take the -10 boots to the summer storage shelves and bring out the mudders its still-4c here but that's practically Spring!
I'm glad your ankle is a bit better.
It'll be summer soon and we'll all be complaining about it being hot and dry. Too bad we can't save some of this stuff for then. -Sandy
Seems rain and winds decided the 'pinch-or-not-to-pinch' also...
Still, early in the season...!
Books go in Samhain, Oui?
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