This one was from a while ago, say December.
This is more recent and is what our plowed pile pretty much looks like. Though this is in front of the neighbors.
This is in the neighbors yard. I know it is a crappy picture, but it is the best I could do at 3 am. That snow fort is awesome!
Here is another shot of it. Soooo fun.These were taken about a week ago.
On to the story.
Well, throughout this entire winter, I have managed to not fall even once. That all changed last night. Over this last weekend the snow started to finally melt. I know many places it won't start to melt for some time, but this is about the time our precipitation turns into rain instead of snow. So, things warmed up this weekend and have been melting the last several days. We still have mounds from the plows, but I can see grass under my tree, where not as much snow accumulates.
Wednesday morning is our trash day. DH works swing shift, so he got home at about 12:30 am on Tuesday night/Wednesday morning. We usually stay up until 3-4 am, taking the trash out before we go to bed. Only we have forgotten to take the trash out the last two weeks, the trash can is full, and I have a large black forceflex bag full of trash. I also have a Netflix to send out. So when Humpty Dumpty(me) fell down and went boom I had the big trash bag in my right hand and the Netflix in my left. OUCH!! I had hit an area that had been draining the melted snow from our yard, right across the end of our steps, where it turns to concrete. With the recent temp drop it had frozen and I hadn't seen it. I landed on with my back and shoulder on the steps I had just come down. I lay there for a few minutes, long enough to get my pants wet, before I managed to get back up, and go down the last concrete step before our parking area, and out to the mailbox. WHAM!! I went down again. On that last concrete step. More frozen drainage from our yard. This time I yelled really loud. No response from inside. I yelled again, same thing. I gave it a minute for the pain to subside before I tried hollering for DH a few times, no response. I laid their longer than I had the previous step, soaking my pants further, until it was my freezing wet pants that got me up off the ground. I managed to hobble to the end of the parking space, deposit the trash bag and cross the street to the mail boxes. I hobbled back, and made it inside, sobbing all the way. Partly the pain, partly because DH hadn't come out to help me. He heard me come in, sobbing, and sprinted down the hallway to me. Don't know why I was still crying so much, but I managed to tell him I had fallen twice, and to please finish taking out the trash. He was getting ready for bed, so he got redressed, but didn't put his shoes or socks on. He told me later he has never had problems when in bare feet and walking on ice or snow or even mud. Slipping yes, but no falling.
He was taking the trash can out, I was hobbling around, taking off my soaked pants, and getting my shoes off when I heard him crash. I was hobbling to bad to go out and help him and I was indecent as well. I talked to him through the screen and he got up and said he was fine. I had warned him about both icy patches, but he hadn't seen the second one. Which was basically totally clear ice, on the roads they call it black ice because that is the color of the road.
I ended up a little bruised on my back and sore with a twisted right ankle. He had scraped his left bare foot on the concrete, and managed to make it bleed. I managed to bandaid him up, take some Calendula (anti-inflammatory that works wonders), some painkiller and wrap my ankle before we went to bed. I have been babying the ankle all day, and I'll probably have to wrap it again tonight.
Tomorrow, I plan to post pictures of what I have been working on lately. I've got socks, washcloths, and afghans to show you.
One more picture of snow, just for fun.
This is the friends car that is parked in out parking spot, it hasn't moved since it was parked, but it gets whatever sun is out so it melts more than other spots. This is a view at the drivers side window, all that snow is on the windshield. It is hard to find things to contrast the snow against to see how much we actually had, so this is a good view.
P.S. I now have two afghans for sale in my Etsy shop. Go check it out. I'll have washcloths up on it soon.
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