Nine and counting
Jan. 14th, 2008 10:03 amLate yesterday afternoon, I asked Mike to take a picture of the back deck...almost completely free of snow. We'd finally managed to get the new covers on the patio furniture (when the last set of storms had hit, the covers were, of course, en route here from the mail-order company) yesterday...so there they sat in their pristine green-ness. The photo shows brand new, unsullied, un-whited green covers (with a devil ducky in the center).
Today, not so much.
When I came up here a bit ago (after having breakfast and watching the weather reports for a bit), there was just shy of 9" ofwhite crap new snow on the back deck. The driveway was plowed once already, probably early this morning, and has about 4-5" on it.
And now we're in a band of heavier, thicker snow. Ha ha ha.
Why I love modern technology: my bedside phone rang this morning at Oh-Dark-Hundred...it was an automated service telling me that the university is closed on this, the first day of classes. Pretty cool...although it takes some of the joy out of fumbling with the phone in the dark...calling the main line...and hearing, "Due to the snowstorm..." Only those four words must be heard. You know what follows. Click. Zzzzzzz.
And just now, picking up my email, I'd gotten automated work-weather email saying we were closed. There might even be something on my cell phone, but it's too much trouble to do down there and look. This beats having to listen to one of three radio stations in the area and hope that you don't miss them saying we're closed...love the future...
Today, not so much.
When I came up here a bit ago (after having breakfast and watching the weather reports for a bit), there was just shy of 9" of
And now we're in a band of heavier, thicker snow. Ha ha ha.
Why I love modern technology: my bedside phone rang this morning at Oh-Dark-Hundred...it was an automated service telling me that the university is closed on this, the first day of classes. Pretty cool...although it takes some of the joy out of fumbling with the phone in the dark...calling the main line...and hearing, "Due to the snowstorm..." Only those four words must be heard. You know what follows. Click. Zzzzzzz.
And just now, picking up my email, I'd gotten automated work-weather email saying we were closed. There might even be something on my cell phone, but it's too much trouble to do down there and look. This beats having to listen to one of three radio stations in the area and hope that you don't miss them saying we're closed...love the future...
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on 2008-01-14 04:01 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2008-01-14 07:39 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2008-01-14 07:41 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2008-01-14 11:00 pm (UTC)I don't remember flashbulbs doing anywhere near that good a job. Did you use any reflectors beyond the the cute little fanned-out silver reflector around the bulb?
Only 6" here so far; Wales got off lucky for once.
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on 2008-01-15 12:06 am (UTC)Flashbulbs are surprisingly powerful. Even with that fold-out reflector, the M2 bulb puts out about as much light a flash unit like the Nikon SB-800.
Before the storm:
After the storm (different angle):
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on 2008-01-14 09:47 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2008-01-15 01:38 pm (UTC)Of course, that was back where we actually had snow! Now I live where 2 inches of the stuff is considered a snow emergency! Wimps...
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on 2008-01-16 05:10 am (UTC)