Such a contrast to this past week when one blizzard after another has been pounding the island, disrupting freight, causing accidents, and rubbing psyches raw. Endless blowing snow packed into the engine bay of my old truck, disabling it until I can get it warmed up and dry. Shoveling is an endless activity; morning, noon and night with the snow quickly erasing any progress. The drifts around the house are as high as the roof. The joints ache, tempers flare, and yet the weather calls for another week of the same. I drive home at noon in total whiteout conditions, wondering if I am going to die on the road this day for the sake of a dog's bladder. Wanting nothing more than to just hunker down and wait it out, work continues 7 days a week, the hungry maw of the world awaits the ocean's bounty and so we continue.
Bright spots for the week include the basketball tournament (Go Raiders!), meeting all those folks from REAL bush communities who are completely unfazed by our blizzards, and act like they are in a big city - as a parent who used to travel the state to see my son compete in athletic competitions, I find a lot to talk about when these folks come up to my office looking to buy some crab to bring home. Also, the landscape has been completely transformed by the storms, I need to get out and about tomorrow with a camera and enjoy the changes! Cheers and good night!