Words fail me, other than HOLY SH1T!!! Didn't I already say Uncle?
We have over 12 inches -- more where it has drifted -- with a 1/2 inch crust of ice from the freezing rain. Our little dogs would sink in over their heads, if not for the fact that they can't break through the crust!
We woke this morning to see that our beautiful apple tree, provider of the most succulent, delicious apples you can imagine, had fallen under the weight of the snow. That is a huge loss, but we just have to be thankful that it fell away from, and not on, the corral fence.
The horses love it, but then they have mom and dad keeping hay in front of them, feeding them warm beet pulp and hay pellets (extra soupy) and de-icing their troughs around the clock.
It is unbelievably gorgeous up here, even if we are completely snowbound. Our trees are completely laden with snow, branches bowing to the ground. Our Mountain Hemlocks always look slightly comical with their nodding tops and drooping branches, but never so much as now. Even the t-post caps wear cute, tidy cones of snow.
By some miracle we still have power, at least for now.
We made a huge pan of lasagna, figuring that if the power goes out it will still keep (in a snow bank if neccessary), and it will be good cold as well as hot.
If the power goes out, our well pump won't work, so we set up several days worth of beet pulp and hay pellets and filled extra buckets of water, all stored in our already tiny bathroom. Our heat will also go, which means we'll have to huddle under the comforters with the dogs and cats.
The true measure of deprivation, however, is that I've run out of my absolute necessity: fresh ground coffee. Keith trekked 2 miles down our hill to our little country market, where the best he could get was Folgers "gourmet" -- now that's an oxymoron! But at least we have power to MAKE coffee, and it is hot...
Oh yes...no need to worry about Christmas shopping...Christmas has been officially postponed. My long-planned lunch with my best friend, Nancy, has also been postponed.
Our big entertainment, other than a couple of lousy movies rented from B & B Market, has been watching the nonstop weather coverage on TV. Portland is virtually shut down. I-84, the major east-west artery, is closed due to ice and gale-force winds. Other highwats and major thoroughfares in town require traction devices or studded snow tires.
Even the hospital where Keith works has cancelled all clinics and elective surgeries (which means the day surgery department where he works). OHSU sits high above the city on one of its highest hilltops, and access is via one of Portland's most notoriously treacherous roads.
Throughout the city, they've asked everyone to stay off the roads except for emergencies. While we can laugh at such drama over a few inches of snow, the freezing rain has truly devastated the entire city.
But all told, we're doing great up here, safe at home on our hill, even if I do have to drink nasty coffee!