We got a couple of inches. Just enough to close the schools but not enough to actually inconvenience most people. That’s one of the blessings of living in a rural school district. Our grandson who lives next door came over with his mother one day and his father another day and sledded down our hill. Time was, it would have been our kids, and we all would have come in for cocoa and buttered toast, but now they go back to their house for warm-ups and goodies. *sigh* The snow isn’t deep enough for snow cream. Frankly, I can do without it–the deep snow AND the snow cream. I mean, snow cream is really good when you’ve just made it, but then it sits in the freezer until you get sick of working around it and throw it out, and then somebody says, “Why did you throw out the snow cream?” and you say, “Because I got tired of looking at it. Nobody was eating it, anyway.” and the person says, “I was just about to get some!” and, if you’re holding something sharp or heavy, you put it down gently and walk away from it.
- a big bowl of CLEAN snow–scrape away the top layer and collect the snow from the middle of the fall, not the top or the bottom. If it is yellow, avoid it.
- a small can of sweetened condensed milk
If you don’t have sweetened condensed milk, you can use evaporated milk and add powdered sugar and vanilla to taste, or cream and powdered sugar and vanilla.
They don’t salt the roads around here; they cinder them. The cinders make for an ugly gray slush, but it’s much better than salt if the temperatures are going to get really low. As you know, class, salt water freezes at a lower temperature than fresh water, so salt melts snow. This is a good thing, if the temperatures are going to stay high enough that the salt water can evaporate. If it’s going to be too cold, though, the salt either doesn’t work, or it melts the bumpy snow which then freezes into slick ice. The cinders work into the snow and churn it up and give you a little traction.
We had to drive into town yesterday, and we took it slow and had no trouble. One year, before they started using cinders, we tried to go into town, crested a hill, put on the brakes and turned around pointing back toward home. We took the hint and went home while we were already pointing in that direction.
Stay warm and drive safely!
writing prompt: Make a character have to drive on snow. Why? What’s his/her attitude?