LG, out playing this morning. He don't care that its only 15deg. Out, he's got tractors to run. Work won't do it self, dontchaknow?
Wednesday, February 09, 2011
Winter has felt very strong this year. Many snow storms, each requiring manual labor with my ol' snowblower. 10-horsepower mind you, not those wimpy 8hp deals. No sir, my machine is a real beast only to be wielded by men and trained oxen. For a while there I was feeling pretty beat down by all the effort and not having any fun with it. At the time I just figured the funk was from either all the snow storms and labor to move it or some other rut, work maybe.
One evening I was in the basement having a party with myself. Wife came down to see what I was up to and we started talking about our loss of Watson. It totally ruined my party. But in hindsight that's when I started feeling better. No shit. Only today did I realize that it was that issue keeping me depressed. Not the damn storms, not work. Nope, just straight up unacknowledged sorrow and mourning.
So now the next storm comes. There I am battling with winter again. This time I actually went out while it was still snowing and blowing, before the plows even. And I'm workin' and 'blowin' and then I shout into the wind whipped snow 'IS THAT ALL YOU GOT?' followed by a menicial laughter.
Then news of another storm approaching. Shit, well now would be a good day to shovel the roof. So I did. 2.5 hours later I finished. Of course I was a nut and did a 1.25 hour snowshoe prior. Which finally gets me to what I wanted to post originally.
Fun pics, and a gratuitous kid photo.