On a farm it's hard to record just how much snow fell, since the wide, open spaces lend themselves to be a freeway of sorts for the blowing snow. I would say we have anywhere between 4-6 inches. However, due to the drifting there are the usual bare patches of ground right next to an 8 inch drift. Welcome to farm country!
My dad recently gave me my grandfather's snowblower; a Ford ST 826. It's old, it's huge, and if you forget to put it in gear when you try to use it, it is very hard to move. Just sayin'.
|Grampa's Ford ST 826|
But, when you do remember to put it in "drive" it moves like a charm and does all of the wonderful things that a snowblower is supposed to do--without all of the bending, lifting, and overexertion that shoveling entails.
I am proud to say that I have officially used a snowblower for the first time, following the step-by-step notes I took when my dad explained how to work it. Including the very important step of closing the gas valve when I was done.
Today with the wind it is very cold, just in the teens with a high tonight in the single digits. But I don't care. The house is warm, there's knitting and quilting to be done and if need be I will go back out and clear a path again. I can do that now, and it won't take 8 hours like it did last year during the blizzard (see my post in Feb. of 2011 for pictures). It only took 45 minutes to clear the drifts and make a path to the cars. WAHOO! God bless the person who created the snowblower.
|drifts next to bare places...with a pathway thanks|
to my snowblower
|the old pump next to the barnyard|
|one of my favorite views near the machine shed|
Sending rosy cheek kisses and love from the farm.