It’s been snowing for most of the last two days. They say it’s been twenty years, to the day, since it has snowed so much.
We took advantage of a break in the winds this afternoon to clear about seven inches of powder off the deck. The scuppers were ice clogged, as were the cockpit drains. A copious amount of sea water was applied to everything, a mariners approach to salting the walkway.
In an effort to do everything possible to survive this snow storm, Sarah put a loaf of homemade cinnamon bread in the oven, and, while that was baking, served us the last of her delicious naan and tzatziki that she made last night. A bit later we’ll scoop up some of the snow into glasses and pour chocolate sauce over it for some Canadian style ice-cream. It'll go great with warm cinnamon bread.
We really suffer at times like these. The great news is I’ve discovered the vodka slushy.