A storm hit across the Prairies Sunday evening starting with freezing rain and then turning into snow by Monday. It snowed all day. Snow now lay on top of ice.
In the wee hours of the morning Tuesday, I went outside to shovel myself out of the driveway. It took 45 minutes of shoveling to get my vehicle out of the driveway.
By Tuesday afternoon, Wire Kitty had all but disappeared under the snow. I fear for his safety.
Today, leaving before daylight with a wind chill of -36c (-33F), I ventured out onto the highway with only my XL Tim Horton's Steeped Tea and an ipod full of Christmas music to keep me company. A one woman expedition that only the truly stupid brave of heart would undertake.
It's was hard to tell where the road ended and the sky began with only the odd wisps of dried grass to guide me to stay between the ditches on either side of the road. I appeared to be the only idiot vehicle on the road.
A journey that should have only taken 1 hour & 20 minutes took 2 1/2 hours; I made it to my destination shaken and exhausted but safe. The realization that in a few short hours, I would have to turn around and head back to my home base on those same roads sat in the back of my mind.
Upon returning home 3 hours later than my anticipated ETA, it soon became apparent that I did not dress warm enough for my journey. Like the frozen backs of these cows, I suspect my toes will take to March to thaw.
Predictions of more snow tonight. Once again I will be venturing out on the road to travel tomorrow. I will learn from today's experience and wear something warmer on my feet other than my beautiful new boots.
While looking fashionable is important, having toes is always in style.