And deeper - a lot deeper - than yesterday. No Christmas in the house, no highway in or out of town, and now husband who keeps both houses warm is on the couch with the headache that woke him this morning. If he's getting sick on top of all of the rest of this ...At least I know how to walk around in snow shoes. If I have to be the pellet stove filler across the road as well as here, I can do it. Christmas Eve is day after tomorrow, though, and I really do not see any way to get off our property except on foot.
We're about 300 feet higher in elevation than the bridge down there at Cascade Locks. Oh, the poor delivery people and emergency crews and road workers and hospital people!
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