C5 Snowed In For The Winter And The Snow-plow-pocalypse-End Day

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With your snug as a bug Host, Category5.    (photo from 2016 noreaster)

 

It’s minus 12c below freezing out there. Feels like minus 22 with the windchill. An extra foot of snow fell last night. More importantly, MrsC5 got the newish Subaru up the hill last night… and almost bogged down. Knowing more snow was coming, I gave her the disproving finger point as to the where the car should be. The bottom of the hill. Its that time of years again. From here on in, we walk up the hill through snow mounds.

It’s THAT day of our calendar. It’s a symbolic day and a day of contemplation. Are we ready for the winter shut in. Did we get everything heavy in before this point. I also go over my accomplishments of the year… or mull over what didn’t get done. This was a good year for accomplishments. Our winter will be much easier this year. I feel pretty good about myself.

And I now have time to write a simple article like this.

I’ve got two other articles on the go… but this one I can write just because of the inspiration and available time. It’s sort of like a Holiday post. Happy Snowed in day.

It just dawned on me that it is also Amerikan Thanksgiving day. Pfft. Pure coincidence. But there is a reason for the feasting season.

As the collapse continues to pick up steam, there will come a day when the snow plows stop running. The day the Truth is revealed. Apocalypse or Revelation. The tearing open of the veil. The day you realize you are snowed in till spring… and you hope you have enough food and firewood to get you and your loved ones through it.

That feast day… is about using up food that will soon go bad and an opportunity to fatten up the ones you love most to give them a better chance. To stare across the table…

…knowing half the people around it will be dead by next year.

We have lived in a bubble of fossil fuel wealth for so long, few understand that this is not the natural order and that natural order will re-establish itself.

Snowed In Day is the reminder.

I doubt that the last Snowplow Day that clears the roads will happen equally all at once everywhere. Instead, collapse begins at the peripheries. Amongst the already poor. Our road will be one of the first to be abandoned. Cities will demand they keep the diesel and tax money.  Pension pay outs are abandoned because road maintenance is deemed more important . The peripheries have no power to make demands. The Burbs will get fewer plows. Their purpose of providing workers for the cities will be untenable and will begin to be abandoned. Those that stay will start reclaiming it for micro farming, knocking down abandoned houses  so fire doesn’t spread to those still standing. Those trees amongst houses for the semi forest suburban experience, all cut for firewood and to prevent fire.

I haven’t done the first climb up the hill yet. I remember the sweat. The panting. The fear of an injury or heart attack. The contemplation that some day, we will become too old and our bones will become too brittle. When we realize we may not have made the right choice. I’m reminded that a small town would have been a better choice than a secluded homestead, where it would still be possible to walk to neighbors or the store or medical assistance. A place where neighbors would check in with the elderly.

But our lot has been cast. Too late to start again. We must attract young people to take over. We must become elders, to teach what we know about the land to keep the young alive, that we may earn our bowl of soup and share of firewood.

Some day, one of us will be injured and require the care of the other. I am reminded of the scripture, Ecclesiastes 4,

“Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor:
 If either of them falls down, one can help the other up.
But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up.
 Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone?
Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves.
A cord of three strands is not quickly broken”

Today is also a day to celebrate our success. Yesterday, I just finished the final chore of the year… just in time. Re-plumbing our water pressure pump tank, getting it away from a cold air intake under the house that always caused our water to freeze each year. This also eliminated a major draft. I talk about the major builds like the Windapult of the living fence build… but the other stuff isnt worth an article. I Skirted the house this year, using recycled vinyl siding. No more wind drafts under the house. I fixed wind and heat loss problems in the greenhouse. MrsC5 jumped through all government paperwork hoops, for us to to access a winter efficiency grant for low income households, since we had less than 10 thousand dollars come in this year. They graciously pumped in a bunch more roof insulation. (I’ll take it, knowing it is highly unlikely we will ever receive the full pension we payed into, knowing it will all be consumed by the retired Boomers)(Survival tip coming up)  I fixed the gaskets on the wood stove. I was crafty. I didn’t replace it. Instead, I stored our new one. I took out the old gaskets, beat it on a pole to soften it up, cleaned out creosote build up… and glued it back in place. The old glue worked and wasn’t solid because, I guess, it is heat activated instead of oxygen activated. The newly fluffed up gasket is working just fine, and we will see just how many times I can get away with that “Reduce, Reuse, Recycle” mantra. All the wood and kindling was in early and well seasoned.

All of this little stuff has paid off. We are used to being cold in this house. We live in hoodies and caps and layers and sleep under thick blankets. All that has changed this year. Its deep cold outside and I am in single layers, no cap… and my penis hasn’t turned from an Outy to an Inny,… making it far easier for me to write. My Apocalyptic Adaptations are really paying off. My house is full of food. I’m warm. We got water. We can even house someone that didn’t make the snowpocalypse cut off date. Life is good.

If Snowplow End day comes this year… We are good for one more year. This is what REAL survival looks like. Its why we Prep. This is Adaptation.

Happy Snowed In Day, everyone.

May your wood piles stay high and your food pantries stay even higher.

 


My bad. I was negligent last post. I forgot to thank S.R. and J.D for the donations for future experiments. I do so now. Also, thank you C.H. and J.D for the last donation, and allowing me to spend it on myself for the first time, as payment for my writing. It was nice. I got to spend 30 bucks on something silly with “tactical” in the title, that I didnt really need for practical survival. It was like mini christmas and I was getting a toy. I’ll keep this up for the next few articles, but after that, it all goes back into the future experiments Tip Jar. If you would like to give a Tip for writing services rendered, go to the top of the page and press, Giving Just The Tip. Always good for a gratuitous chuckle.

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