Yes, if it's Wednesday in February 2019, the roads must have been up to something bloggable the day before.
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The crossroads. There's a road to the left of the power lines. |
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Approaching Deer Alley |
On the way to Filia's work, there's Deer Alley and Deer Corner (Deer Curve, really. I'll have to rename it.) Just before the crest of the hill (forgive me, you who have real hills in your terrain), there's a house on the left which has a mailbox. After two years, I no longer see the dark shape and think DEER! Except yesterday ... THREE mailboxes? No. One mailbox, and two imposters. They exited the road as I approached. Because I was driving, all the photos I got by holding by balancing the tablet on the dash with one hand and tapping where I thought the proper button was, were pretty bad, and I will spare you.
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Hoth |
I leave you with a drift. The road doesn't go straight forwards -- it's not THAT bad (well, not unless I was on the return trip, about a half mile down from this location). The white stripe that isn't snow in the lower center is the stripe at the road shoulder, and the yellow dash at the left edge, half covered by the growing drift, is the center stripe. Decent driving, so long as one didn't need to share the road on a few stretches. And - like last week, when Vir said the conditions were the worst he's experienced in 23 years, we heard from another person yesterday that the afternoon commute was the worst in 15 years.
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