Here’s what the bonfire pile looks like on the eve of combustion.
Weather permitting, we’ll do our best to light up the night sky and welcome the new year with heat, light, and best wishes for the new year.
Here’s what the bonfire pile looks like on the eve of combustion.
Weather permitting, we’ll do our best to light up the night sky and welcome the new year with heat, light, and best wishes for the new year.
Well, the holiday last week pushed thingamajig from Thursday to Tuesday, and so it does again this week.
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Ice is not a particular friend to Boreas, the wind turbine. When the blades get covered with ice, Boreas loses his will to spin.
There’s really nothing you can do except silently wait until the sun comes out to melt the ice off the blades.
In the aftermath of the ice storm, beauty abounds.
These are some of the high bush cranberries – which have been a great hedge plant at the farm. I love the flowers, the leaves, growth habit and fruit left behind for wildlife, although now the cranberries are not easy to get!
Even encapsulated in ice, the holiday lights still glow. I guess I shouldn’t complain too much when the don’t work after they take abuse like this.
Here’s the view out the front window when we woke up this morning.
It didn’t melt all day long, but the ice stopped after accumulating about 1/3 inch of ice. It’s nearly impossible to walk outside, let alone drive which leads to and another day homebound. The good part of the day is that the power stayed on. We did manage to move the chicks out to the coop out of the basement; we’re hoping they stay warm enough all bundled up and covered up inside a dog kennel with a heat lamp inside.