Tuesday, January 27, 2009

So far

One of the things that is very different about living in Western Kentucky is that the weather forecasts are most often correct. This was a revelation. In Maryland, I scoffed at weather reports. If the weatherperson said, "Rain, heavy at times, with temps dipping into the low 40's," and you thought you shouldn't take the dogs to a field trial to stand outside getting drenched to the skin, the weekend would unfailingly dawn sunny, bright, and pleasant, and you would be home with dogs casting disgusted, accusatory, "we could be coursing" looks your way.

I learned.

Pay no mind to the silly weatherpeople. Just wake up and go.

But here, they get it right. My scoffing days are done.

This was at ten o'clock last night. It is looking out the east foyer window. If you click to enlarge (use your back button to return, please don't get lost out there!) You will see the ice on the window sill.

Again at ten. Isn't it strange how the ice collected at the base of the flower pots? The sidewalk was ice, smooth as glass, but much more treacherous.

This morning at seven.

Our arbor benches which got shmooshed when the tree fell on them in the wind storm.

The power went out somewhere around three this morning. We woke up because the bedroom was chilly, and the clock on my bedside table (which so happens to be Fat Charlie's crate) was dark. Each dog has four or five blankets in their crate this time of year. I cover each of them up after they get their bedtime biscuit. I checked, and they were all invisible. Only Sam I Am had his head out of the covers. His sire was from Massachusetts; that explains it. I recovered Very Old Dog, who lay between Bill and me. His ears felt chilly.

Oh that sweet soft sigh.

I'm listening to our NPR station, WKMS, online. That comfortable space on the radio is only rude static. Something about no power for their main transmitter.

Our power came back on at around 5:30. We woke to the sound of the furnace revving up. As I snuggled up to Bill, I thought of the poor people who were outside in this freezing rain and sleet, in high bucket lifts handling electricity. So that our heat would come on.


How do you thank the nameless folks who do that?
They're saying that there's lots more ice to come. It is scary for Very Old Dog.
hug your hounds


  1. Wowsa! That's a lot of ice! We usually get one or two ice storms a year, here in Georgia, but this year...nothing! We aren't complaining, of course! We hope you all stay toasty warm! And be careful on your walkies!

    Poppy, Penny & Patches

  2. That is a whole lotta ice! It is pretty though. I wouldn't know how to thank them.
    Hugs & Snugs
    Eduardo the Snuggle Puggle

  3. Hi there! I just popped over from Faye (Summit Musings) and, per your instructions, I sat, stayed and read. Great blog and beautiful doggies!

    I hope all is well with you, weather-wise. I hate ice storms. I live in Montgomery County, MD, and tomorrow may be our day to get the stuff that you have now. Anyway - just wanted to say Hi!

  4. If you can find out the name of the city department where the Repair guys work, you can write them a letter of thanks. I can almost assure you, it will be thumbtacked to a bulletin board for all to see!

    Stella's Mom

  5. Brrr.. I'm not sure what I'd do if the power disappeared in winter! Be safe! it's icy and slippery around here, too.

  6. brrrrrrrrrr.... that is a lot of ice. Get your blankets ready!

  7. Oh my. Those storms are scary but it is always nice to have personal space heaters (the canine version) for comfort and warmth.


  8. We are hoping that you guys don't get much more ice and we certainly hope the best for all those folks who are helping you guys and dogs stay warm.

  9. As of this morning (Thursday) P and Bill have electric AGAIN! Much of their community is without power. She does not have internet access and her cell is not working. r


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