Got Ice?

Got Ice?

Along with the many advantages–to me, anyway–of living in a rural area, there are occasional drawbacks. For instance, I really miss the pizza delivery, the vast assortment of restaurant choices, and the five minute drive to a movie theatre that I experienced when living in Springfield. Those things were swapped for being able to hear an approaching vehicle from more than a mile away, not hearing a siren from the house more than a handful of times in more than twenty years, and having the luxury of being able to see the Milky Way on lots of nights. Truly, my life is blessed.

Experience has taught me, however, to be prepared for certain things. Gravel roads mean buying tires more often, so I have to budget for that. I own two freezers and have several pantry shelves, because I choose not to drive several miles into town more frequently than necessity requires doing so. And although it doesn’t happen often, an ice storm can produce a power outage with darned inconvenient consequences. An event like that had been predicted for Missouri this weekend.

News photos showed empty shelves in the grocery stores. Many schools and businesses preemptively announced Friday closures last Thursday evening. People with fireplaces made sure they had dry wood stacked inside, ready to use. Because power outages on the farm often mean no water service (well pumps won’t run without electricity!), I keep more than a dozen gallons of water on standby at all times, and late last week made sure I had extra pet food on hand, and a new bottle of propane for the grill, just in case. My daughter’s husband came by with his farm truck and moved a couple of big hay bales underneath the roof of the lean-to for the horses. The kerosene lamp on top of the china cabinet got a thorough dusting, too.

Well now it’s Sunday evening, and Mother Nature had pity on most of us, it seems. Conditions weren’t anywhere near as bad as folks had expected for a good portion of the state. For those who did get damaging ice, I can sympathize, and be truly grateful that this area was spared. As one of my favorite fictional characters, Jack Reacher, says in the book series by Lee Child: “Hope for the Best, Plan for the Worst”. That seemed like a fitting motto for the weekend. I’d much rather be prepared and reprieved than neither!

Comments

  1. Cheryl Bell says:

    WE also planned ahead like many people. I guess that is,a good thing because people were ready for this,storm at least 5 days prior to its arrival. Thank God for that. At least the weather people got us ready whether we needed it or not!

  2. Yes, we shopped with countless others to have the cupboard full.
    And made sure the bird feeders were full. My plan was to stay off of
    any ice! So we were lucky this time. Still prefer snow!

    • Agreed, but I’ll admit to preferring Neither! The bird feeders around here stay filled all winter. Tripod Jack appreciates the entertainment outside the window.

  3. Glad it wasn’t as bad as they thought. We were ready and haven’t
    left the house all weekend. Nice to just stay home bad weather or not!!

  4. Oh my gosh I love the way you can turn a phrase, Jesse! That AND a Reacher reference?
    Too cool!

  5. white owl says:

    Great photo of the icicles on the dinner bell! Jack Reacher sounds like Mother: no wonder he is one of your favorite characters.

  6. glenda stunz says:

    Always making lemonade out of lemons my friend. Love reading your thoughts and aspirations.

    • Thank you, Glenda! After reading so many negative comments from folks on social media about the differential between the forecast and the actuality, I just couldn’t resist.

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