The central US, including Colorado and our farm in the northeast part of the state, have been in a long-term drought. We have been praying for moisture, and this week we got snow, twice! It snowed last week also. Each of the 3 storms delivered 2-4", and this last time, we had blizzard winds along with the fluffy stuff. We praise the Lord for His provision of moisture, and pray for His help in our dealing with it.
We love living in the middle of nowhere, and raising a large familiy, homeschooling our kids through high school. However, there are realities to this lifestyle that must be dealt with. We need to go to town a couple of times a week for groceries, feed, and music lessons. Today was one of those scheduled 'town days'. Which meant our grown son, Zane, who lives here on the farm and works with my husband, had to head out early after breakfast to blade heavy snow drifts off of the center of our 1/2 mile long driveway, to enable one of our vehicles to get out for town. This of course meant we also had to trust that county road crews were out clearing snow on the 15 miles of gravel road between our driveway and blacktop, as it drifts worse than our driveway!
Usually, all guys love driving tractors. Isn't that the main reason men want to live on a farm? Well, that is in addition to playing in the dirt. A farm is in the words of our good friend Alan, "just a big sandbox for big boys and their big toys". .
Well, love it or not, Zane headed out in the tractor to the worst part of the driveway a 1/4 mile uphill. We have grain bins, hale bales, and snow fencing in that area to try to keep the drifts a bit under control; try is the operative word. The winds last night piled the dry (how can snow be dry?) snow up to 6' high in some spots. Of course we can't afford a road grader with a 10' high (well it seems that big anyway) blade like the county can, so he started using our medium sized tractor with front bucket and 3' high back blade. He was making good progress until the waste disposal truck appeared. The driver headed down the obviously snow drifted driveway, in an attempt to get to the dumpster for the monthly dump into the WM truck. Isn't that typical? We have had dry, clear roads and driveway until the once-a-month dump was scheduled! Life, you gotta love it and laugh at it.
Anyway, of course the WM truck got stuck so that had to be dealt with, which slowed down the driveway snow clearing for a bit. Mind you, the piano lesson vehicle needed to leave at 1pm, and it was then 11:30am with half the driveway yet to blade!
So, Zane worked through lunch in the cold tractor - no heat, no radio, no food - and bless his heart, it was nearly complete, when...the steering on the tractor somehow broke. He called my hubby eating lunch in the warm house - thank goodness for cell phones - and they discussed the problem. We'll have to order an expensive part (are their any inexpensive parts to these big sandbox toys?), and in the meantime Zane backed the tractor out of the way of the drive so a vehicle could pass, hopefully. He then dejectedly walked down the 1/2 mile drive and came in for lunch, not saying much.
Husband and kids headed out for town, and just called that they made it to blacktop without much trouble. I get to stay in the warm house and work on...taxes!!!!!!!!!
Too much of a good thing weatherwise, broken equipment, and money to the government...
ah, the blessings of living on a remote farm just keep piling up!
BTW, the photo of our snow covered driveway includes Reka, Megan's loving pet, aka vicious guard dog! Men with hats are her favorite thing to attack, so unexpected visitors, BEWARE!