It snowed off and on all day yesterday, and a little more overnight, though we didn’t seem to accumulate a whole lot for all the wintry effort. Just enough to say, HELLO, it really IS January!
There was a two-hour delay for school today. At Stringtown Rising, that meant I had a spare two hours to hike down the driveway then creep down the road the mile to the bus stop. Here, it means….nothing! NOTHING!
Though I did learn the winter bus routine for our new country neighborhood today. The hard road whereupon my farm resides ends at the end of our farm (which is some distance past the house and over a hill). There, the road turns into a dirt-rock road and there are a handful of residents out that way. At the end of the hard road is where the bus turns around and is the last school bus stop on this road. This morning I learned that in the winter, though the school bus WILL come, on rough winter mornings like today, one of the dads who lives out there scoops up all the kids and takes them up the road to where there is a small church with a parking lot, which is just an easier/safer place for the bus to turn around when the roads are snowy.
Our neighbor called to let Morgan know what time to come outside.
And off she went. Country “neighborhoods” are the best.
In other news, it’s a cold, cold morning and even the sheep don’t want to come out of the barn.
And Coco, who is smarter than Casper, knows right where to keep her blankie.
On the porch!