Toto, We Aren’t in OZ Anymore

As I write this, I look out my office window at a world that is black and white. Snow has piled up for 3 days now, and any green on the pine and cedar trees is hidden by clumps of snow and the trees themselves are dark brown to black. A photo reveals a white background, broken up by a forest of tall patio umbrellas

There is no sign of this changing anytime soon.

I did not realize how much color mattered to me – until I found myself in a colorless world. Remember in the movie? Dorothy left black & white Kansas and landed in a wildly, intimidatingly, glaring splashes of color world.  I certainly do not want OZ to be my world, but a little yellow and lavender would be nice.

Every weekend this month has been snowy. We- (I say “we” but really it is my hubby Bruce doing the work, because of my health), has gotten a path to the road dug out during the week, only to watch it fill back up on Friday.
This week the storm is throwing snow harder and 24/7. You can no longer see where hubby dug out yesterday so our son’s family could get into the driveway. I think they could be stuck here awhile because the town snowplow only makes it up here every other day. So, even if hubby cranks up the snow-blower – we are stuck in this winter wonderland for the time being.

Church was cancelled this morning. I guess that is common up here in the mountains, but it’s new to me. I got an email from one of the Elders letting me know. God must be OK with it though, since it is His doing. I imagine that even Jehovah likes a snow day – every now and again.  I’m glad I don’t have his job! But I digress…

The kids are so excited about playing in the snow. I don’t play with them because I am recovering from a sinus infection and not too quickly. My cough worries my 2-year-old granddaughter, Mary. Every time I cough, sneeze or blow my nose, she asks, “Are you OK, Grandma?”  Truth be told, the concern on her sweet little face cheers me up a lot.

I sure wanted to be outside with her yesterday when she was struggling to make snow angels. The younger, healthier me would have flung myself backwards into the snow bank and flapped my arms and legs until I sunk a few inches. I felt sad that I did not dare to do it.  She had a blast trying though – which was the point.   

You can’t tell by the photos, but she has a big smile on her face.

After breakfast, this morning, the troops bundled up and attempted to overcome the snow, however the opposite is happening. Mary’s older brother, Aiden, shovels snow to make a path down the slope of the driveway, only to turn around and see the snowflakes piling up behind him. Ten more minutes of that and the snow wins. Time to warm up in Grandpa’s shop (that is equipped with a wood burning stove and a fridge with drinks and snacks. Oh yea, and a DVD friendly TV.) I have not seen the flash of Mary’s bright neon-pink gloves or yellow hat for a while, so I figured that was where they all were.

And the snowflakes keep on coming.

Pennsylvania needs a new groundhog. Punxsutawney Phil is a liar!


♥  TTFN  ♥

What’s Wrong With This Picture?

Day 5 – July 2nd, Wednesday: Glacier Bay

Entering Glacier Bay
Entering Glacier Bay

  You would think that glaciers were made of ice it was so cold out on deck. 🙂 The skies were once again many shades of gray. Probably not fifty shades, but a bunch of them. Fog hovered around the coastline until the sun peaked out and banished it in the afternoon.  BTW – Sun does not mean warm in Alaska.

Blue Colored Ice (see cave and teardrop), show a deeper-frozen ice. Apparently frozen has varying degrees.
Happy Couple
Happy Couple in Lounge

Passengers had to stay on the ship and gawk at the immense mountains and slow moving ice.  At the entrance of the National Glacier Bay Park, some park rangers boarded to sail with us into the bay, talk about the glacier, answer questions, etc.

Hubby and I hung out on deck 8, where our cabin is. It’s a smaller, away from all the chaos, deck. There were many folks hanging out there because it is a sheltered part of the ship and less windy.

Floaters Along the Way
Ice Floaters

We met up with Hubby’s Bro & wife – they were walking around the entire ship, to catch every view they could, I think. The view from deck 8, port-side, was fabulous, but freezing. So we moved inside to a lounge with a view.

Among the icy sea, we saw the occasional otter and sea-lion floating on the islands of ice in the bay, called floaters.  It took me a while to get used to the term ‘floaters’ in regards to ice. I watch a lot of CSI and Criminal Minds, where ‘floaters’ do not refer to ice.

It was a bummer that we could not get closer to the ice. Cruise ships have to stay a good distance away. Chunks of ice, foreshadowed by loud cracking, would break off and fall into the ocean. Why did people cheer when this happened? Don’t ask me.  It was so cool to watch, but I believed all the cruise ships, day in and day out, were destroying things.  One would think that the park rangers would protest against this, but I suspect that their job is to prevent abuse.

The photos I took were dismal and you could not see the glaciers unless you were in the bay. Or up in a helicopter. Yeah. Right.

Mouth of the Glacier
Leading Edge of the Glacier

On the left side of the ice, where it is flat now, used to be a jagged hunk of glacier that cracked and slid into the bay. Note the blue color.

It took me a while to realize why I felt disappointment when I got the photos downloaded and into my photo gallery. Aside from gray and cobalt blue, the photos had no color. Ahh, wait just a minute!

The sun was not shinning.  All the photos on advertisements for Alaska had large bright sunny mountain-scapes. No wonder it did not look familiar.

How am I supposed to compete with this?:

Advertisement for Alaskan travel
Advertisement Photo  (obviously colorized)


Jodi Lea

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