Showing posts with label blizzard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blizzard. Show all posts

May 4, 2013

Blizzard 2012

This was the winter when our van and our generous neighbor's pick-up-with-plow got stuck in our driveway overnight.

Scenes from the next morning as we extract the vehicles...









March 19, 2011

Blizzard of 2011

We seem to be in the blizzard-every-year cycle in Wisconsin lately. This year was no exception to the rule.

Enjoy the snowy photos. They don't describe Cheeseheads as coming from the "frozen tundra" for nothing.

Yours Truly,  just beginning the bundling process
before attempting to walk the 1/4 mile to the mailbox in blizzard conditions.

Stanley, the Packer snowman, buried alive.

Drifts reaching the underside of our second story deck.
Note the patio furniture legs sticking out of the drift.

Drifts in front of our sliding door.

Check out the drifts.
That picnic table has a bench on top of it, with another picnic table on top of that.
And the drift is still significantly taller than three picnic tables.

March 1, 2007

More blizzard photos

Just had to share a few more blizzard photos.

The first photo was taken by yours truly as the blizzard was just getting underway. I don't know precisely what the wind gusts were on top of our barren hill, but suffice it to say that we've never had to remove the closed umbrella from the table on our deck. Usually it just sits there closed through the winter and does fine. However, we were certain it was going to snap off at the point where it met the table, so Joe and Anna Marie went out there in the blinding snow (note the ski goggles on hubby), and attempted to remove the umbrella. Joe was standing on top of a slippery, snowy table in some 40 MPH winds, near the deck rail, approximately 14 feet off the ground, making his wife just a wee bit nervous.

The second photo was taken the next morning, with the snow blown and drifted up against our deck's sliding door. Yes, the wind did all that overnight -- the same wind that was giving me gray hairs while Joe was standing on the table the night before. (Note that the umbrella remains. It was sticking and we couldn't muscle it out in that wind, despite about 20 minutes of trying. Glad it didn't break!)