Saturday, December 11, 2010
Last weekend, our rather rickety snowblower survived a few close encounters with a big chunk of wood, a small hunk of brick and a cookie sheet that had been serving chicken feed until it got wrapped around the snowblower blades. Shortly after these near-death experiences it made a gasping sound a burning smell and really gave up, never to start again. We decided rather than purchase another old used, hard-to-start snowblower, we would buy a new one. So, last night at the last minute we went out and quickly chose one, then zipped home and unloaded it from the back of the pickup just as it started to sleet, a layer of ice freezing on the east-facing windows. Soon, sleet turned to snow, rapidly accumulating.