It’s been many years since we’ve had a real snow filled winter here in Moncton, New Brunswick, a winter we can call actually call winter. So far there has been enough fresh snow to keep the old dirty snow covered up so it looks like a real picture postcard winter.

Picture PostCard Moncton Winter

Usually by this time of year I am wishing winter was gone but this year I don’t feel that way, well not yet anyways. Kinda reminds of when I was a kid growing up on the farm and gives me that nostalgic feeling. I never get tired of winter, just the shovelling, although I am really missing fly fishing days on the water, warm water.

I looked out the front window this morning and noticed Geoff, our neighbour, was already gone but when I went out to the street to take the picture above I noticed his car was there I just couldn’t see it from the window. All I could see from the window was a piece of his front porch, but no car.

Geoff’s car is buried behind my lilac trees.

The snow in our lilacs has piled so high it hid Geoff’s car from view. He’ll be so happy to see even more snow and I’ll be hearing his snowblower soon.

Time For Our Own Snowblower

I never really minded shovelling and could burn through it pretty fast. Today, not so much as the ole ticker doesn’t work like it used to back then and my heart doctor says no more snow shovelling if I want to see another winter.

I don’t like seeing my wife have to shovel while I stay indoors so I think it’s time for a snowblower. I am sure I can handle a little snowblower.

This is the first year that we have had to dig a trench so Honey, our pitbull, can get out to do her business in the yard.

She really doesn’t like it when she can’t see over the snow, it tends to make her bark when she can hear what’s going on but can’t see it.

She’s a rather spoiled pitbull and can’t understand why we would make her do her business in deep snow.

We have our own snowbirds living in our backyard, but I have the feeling they either headed south for warmer climates, or perhaps they are hybernating but they certainly aren’t shovelling.

I have been watching as the snow has built up on the bird house and can’t believe it could get this deep without being blown off.

I love the fact that I work from home and done have to go out into nasty weather if I choose not to. I can just sit in my office and watch the snow get deeper and deeper, dreaming of next fishing season.

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At the last guitar jam we had I was listening to a couple of people complaining about how their kids get days off due to snow storms but it doesn’t seem to snow or storm quite enough for them to get the day off.

I couldn’t help myself but I laughed and told them I work from home and never get the day off no matter how much it storms. Then I had to add that on the other hand I can just take the day off any time I want. I don’t have to wait for a snow storm.

Some one said, ‘That must be nice?” That’s when I just smiled and lifted my beer up and yelled, Drink For The Band and changed the subject before I got myself into trouble.

My son Steve works outside and it has to be pretty bad for them not to be out working. Steve spent so many years teasing me when I had to go to work while he had a snow day so I couldn’t help but to tease him as he was bundling up for the day.

Well I hear Steve’s dog Honey shaking off the cobwebs. She will want a rubbing in a minute and then outside to do some busy before she starts her day.

Ha, she loves coming in from outside and running right up to jump in bed with Steve, so I threw a bunch of snow on her and played outside for a few minutes, so her fur is nice and chilly when she goes to see her master.

I can see this being a lazy day today. It’s dark and gloomy and we may not see the sun all day. Maybe I should tie a few more flies for the upcoming fishing season. What am I saying, I haven’t tied any yet this year, at all.

I did manage to get my fly tying station cleared off so I have room to tie a few flies. Now I just have to sit down and start tying those big hairy bass bugs for the Chain Pickerel this year.