Sunday, January 23, 2011
Seventeen nights and 18 days away from my farm...
Missing it all so much, I'm beginning to think
my memory is failing me and that maybe
It was all just a fairy tale????
Last night it got down to 18 below,
our little farm just gets farther and farther away
as the snow keeps piling up around it!
How long will it take for the snow to melt off of our road?
Or will the neighbor ever get to it with a snow-blower?
Actually, we probably have a better chance just
letting the sun do it's thing!
The wind keeps howling, the snow keeps coming,
when will it ever stop!!???
The longer we are away, the more we miss our stuff!
Sall could be working on some stained glass,
if he had his stuff....
I could be organizing all of our photos if I had them here!
I'd be crocheting around a blanket if I had my crochet needle...
and on and on...
we miss our stuff!!
It's a brutal walk in, to get our stuff...
a half mile in...a half mile back out,
but we've done it 5 times between the two of us!
Pulling a sled, one load at a time!
When (it ever happens) we can
move back home....
we may need to rent a uhaul!
Now, I am not sharing all of this
to bring on sympathy!
I'm merely venting here...
because, quite frankly,
my feathers are getting ruffled
and this prairie girl is going stir-crazy
Does anyone have Mother Nature's email address,
so I can have a chat with her?
Have a happy day, dear friends!