My freshly-shoveled driveway
(Toledo, OH) With nothing better to do, I've decided to post continuous live updates of the Blizzard of 2007 on this site.
Part of this decision, of course, is centered around site traffic. I noticed that my visitor counts were quite high for a day in which I had only created one post, and I saw that people were doing a lot of searching for "Blizzard of 2007."
So I am happy to oblige my new blizzard-seeking readers. We currently have about six inches of snow in my neighborhood, with wind gusts reaching 30 mph or more. Drifts have reached about a foot and a half at the moment.
To the left is my backyard statue of St. Francis of Assisi, patron saint of animals and a few other things. For some reason the snow refuses to bury him, and even seems to be shifting away from the saint.
I think that I will proclaim this to be a miracle, start charging pilgrims admission, and sell some souvenirs and refreshments.
In the springtime, of course. Not even the most devout will be hitting the highways tonight.
Since adopting two small dogs in 2006 - and previously being an owner of large, outdoor dogs - I have had to learn some new owner responsibilities.
One of these involves shoveling an avenue for the dogs to go take care of business. My old dog Hershey - a chocolate Labrador retriever - just plowed right through the deepest drifts.
My new dogs looked at me like I was insane (which, of course, I just might be) when I suggested that it was time to go outside.
"What?" they seemed to say, looking at the drift that blocked the back door. "You MUST be kidding, dude. Help us out here, eh?"