Walked out of the house just as the sun was edging over
the hill. Grey and a bit on the bleak side.
The windshield was covered with snow so I went around the
car to dust it off and was surprised that under the snow
was a sheet of ice. I don't skate any more after breaking
my leg. I made my way back to the car door slowly,
praying,
gathering my wits and steadying myself.
Pondered my path up the driveway, stayed over on the
edge of the road hugging the snow, praying for traction.
Slipped and slithered as I approached the cattle guard.
There are 8 cattle guards to cross on my way to work,
12 miles of icy gravel road to cover,
2 creeks,
18 hay yards,
several herds of very cold cows
and one post office.
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