*Disclaimer….ummm..apparently I didn’t set a date to publish this entry I wrote back in the beginning of December. Good job, Jenna. Way to be on top of things!
Less than twenty-four hours after that post published we had a white out storm. The kind where, although the snow isn’t too heavy, the winds are so crazy that it blows the little snow there is and you can’t tell up from down or left from right.
So…the roof was soaked in snow. Then it was ice. Then it was wet. And, after a week with no precipitation, it is basically dry.
So what do you do when you are a band director (you know-those teachers who go to work at 7am for rehearsals and leave at 10pm after pep-band?), you work in the dark.
I tried to get some pics of T working in the dark. But I think the thing I enjoyed most about seeing him out there while I was vacuuming dog hair, was how the work lights made him look like a man isolated on his own prairie island.
The absolute darkness of the homestead at night is eerie and beautiful.