All the snow has half melted, half frozen. It’s not quite black ice, but it’s solidly frozen slop. The plowing edges (thanks, google translate) are starting to turn stone hard, and shoveling now is a bad idea. Someone please knock some sense into my uncle so that he shovels before everything freezes.
On the plus side, I got fed up parking the car half out on the street, being in the way of the snow plow, so I parked the whole thing outside the public high school and left it there. If we get freezing rain, I’m gonna regret it. But right now, it feels great to not feel like The Absolute Worst for blocking the plow. Hopefully it will do another round tonight, but I doubt it. I would deliver dad’s old car back to him, were it not for the whole “moving house” business going on. Sometimes I regret being the designated driver.
The icy ground is very shiny. Dangerous ground, heh. I managed to snap some pictures earlier while the sun was glowing and lighting up some frozen flower branches, but I haven’t checked them out yet.
One Big Echo~ 