And still it snows…

Posted on February 27, 2011 | 4 Comments

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4 responses to “And still it snows…”

  1. Guillermo | February 28, 2011 at 7:00 pm | Reply

    Dear Linnea:
    Before moving from Buenos Aires to Canada I went to the mountains to see and feel beautiful snow for the first time in my life.
    http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2007/jul/10/argentina.weather
    Is melting in Toronto now.
    ( ) x 10 to keep you warm

    The story below probably was written by an argentinean.
    Dear Diary
    Aug. 12 – Moved to our new home in Canada. I am so excited. It’s so beautiful here. The mountains are so majestic. Can hardly wait to see them with snow covering them.
    Oct. 14 – Canada — it is the most beautiful place on earth. The leaves have turned all colors and shades of red and orange. Went for a ride through the beautiful countryside and saw some deer. They are so graceful. Certainly they are the most wonderful animals on earth. This must be paradise. I love it here!
    Nov. 11 – Remembrance Day. Deer season starts soon. I can’t imagine anyone wanting to kill such a gorgeous creature. Hope it snows soon. I love it here!
    Dec. 2 – It snowed last night. Woke up to find everything blanketed with white. It looks like a postcard. We went outside and cleaned the snow off the steps and shovelled the driveway. We had a snowball fight (I won). When the snow plough came by we had to shovel the driveway again. What a beautiful place. I love Canada!
    Dec. 12 – More snow last night. The snow plough did his trick again to the driveway. I love it here.
    Dec. 19 – More snow last night. Couldn’t get out of the driveway to get to work. It’s beautiful here but I’m exhausted from shovelling. F#cking snow plough.
    Dec. 22 – More of that white shit fell last night. I’ve got blisters on my hands and a sore back from shovelling. I think the snow plough hides around the corner until I’m done shovelling the driveway. Asshole.
    Dec. 25 – Merry F#cking Christmas! More frigging snow. If I ever get my hands on the sonovabitch who drives the snow plough, I swear I’ll kill the bastard. Don’t know why they don’t use more salt on the roads to melt the f#cking ice.
    Dec. 27 – More white shit last night. Been inside for three days now except for shovelling out the driveway after that snow plough goes through every time. Can’t go anywhere, the car’s stuck in a mountain of white crap and it is so frigging cold. The weatherman says to expect another 10 inches of the crap again tonight. Do you know how many shovels full of snow 10 inches is?
    Dec. 28 – That f#cking weatherman was wrong. We got 34 inches of the crap this time. At this rate it won’t melt before summer. The snow plough got stuck up in the road and that bastard came to my door and asked to borrow my shovel. After I told him that I had alreadybroken six shovels shovelling out all the crap he had pushed into my driveway, I damn near broke my last one over his f#cking head.
    Jan. 4 – Finally got out of the house today. Went to the store to get food and on my way back a damned deer ran in front of the car. Did about $3,000 damage to the car. Those beasts should be killed. The bastards are everywhere. Wish the hunters had
    exterminated them all last November.
    May 3 – Took the car to the garage in town. Would you believe the thing is rusted out from all that salt they put all over the roads.
    May 10 – Moved to Florida. I can’t imagine why anyone in their right mind would ever want to live in such a God forsaken place as Canada in winter!

  2. stephanie | March 2, 2011 at 8:14 pm | Reply

    Today we’ve had sunshine, gray clouds, downpours, hail, and all of the above again. There must be some rainbows out there, but I never find the pots of gold.
    My friend dropped by and took me out for a latte – and a Nutella brioche. Pretty close to a pot of gold?

    Guillermo,
    Your story reminds me of when I moved from sunny So. Cal to Lake Tahoe back in the early 80’s. Went from a sidewalk cafe lunch one day to a winter wonderland the next.
    Over my first few weeks, I shoveled from door to street through the daily snowfalls, quickly piling up to 4′ high. Where are you supposed to throw the snow that fills in the path each day? Since I moved there in February, all the shovels were sold out and I used the damaged one left behind by the previous tenants. It was an adventure.
    I managed to never get car trouble except once when it stalled and I couldn’t get it started. I was on my way to work, not dressed for the weather and came close to freezing. Next day I bought heavy boots and a warm coat – two things I didn’t own. And I had to drive down to Reno to purchase them. I stayed for two winters. Enough for me.

    • linnea11 | March 7, 2011 at 11:52 am | Reply

      Stephanie and Guillermo, I will have to pay you both more (compliments) for your blog worthy comments. I’m glad somebody was inspired to write this week 🙂 Hugs and a new shovel to you both. Linnea

  3. Guillermo | March 5, 2011 at 9:50 pm | Reply

    Stephanie:
    Beautiful lake Tahoe brings 40 year old memories living in San Francisco and taking special “gambling” trips to Nevada, sleeping across the street in California, cheap meals and chips for the casinos that I avoided enjoying the blue lake and mountains, mind chains required in car tires. The region’s snowfall record is 73.6 feet (1906-07), while the deepest snowpack ever measured is 37.5 feet (March 1911), before your time. http://www.thestormking.com/Sierra_Stories/Tahoe_Weather/tahoe_weather.html

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