When riding in snow and -20 and as the pain of cold toes begins to overtake us, we mumble to ourselves "at least there are no flies, at least there are no flies". We were hit with an ice storm, rather cold temps and rain. The dog slipped and slithered down the stairs on his side like a snake, then had trouble getting up. That's when I realized the the snow had an ice layer on top. Walking on grass provided good traction so I was able to rob the burning barrel of a bucket ful of ashes. A light dusting of ashes sure takes the slippery out of ice.
Same here MHF!
Yesterday morning 70, this morning 26. No snow for us, we got ICE. Thank heavens the roads were warm and it didnt stick, sounds like someone is beating the house as it's falling off the trees. Bipolar hussy. If I cuss her out do you think she'll cry and drop some rain? Probly not. Posted via Mobile Device