Blocked

Once it got light enough to see what had happened here through the night, Richard decided he better walk the driveway to see what state it was in. While we were standing at the counter waiting for morning coffee, he wondered "is that thunder I am hearing?" I didn't think so.

I think what he was hearing became obvious. He didn’t get very far. The driveway was totally blocked by trees that broke under the ice.

Richard got the chain saw going and worked off and on all day to clear it. He made some progress, but it is very cold, it is raining again—but the temperature has risen a little so it is above freezing, so I hope no more ice will form—the chain saw blade is now too dull to cut wood, and he won't be able to finish it.  And even if he did, there is another mess further down the driveway.

We will not be going to church tomorrow...