It is here

[Jacob Bugge]

[Jacob Bugge]

A sight to make one sigh, Peter. Such a gentle midday light.

[Steve Fairbairn]

Yep. I was keeping the top till last 🙂

And now they’re forecasting It for tomorrow and maybe even the next few days.

We shall see what we shall see.

[Jacob Bugge]

I seem to be the only one that is wet. No show until well into 2013, it seems.

[tromboniator]

Wet to come, perhaps tomorrow afternoon. Enjoy now, endure later.

[Steve Fairbairn]

Woke up this morning and sure enough, there It was.

Just a sprinkling though but we here there’s lots of it in the West Fjords.

Anyway, here’s one I took a moment ago of some starlings finishing off our Christmas dinner.

[Steve Fairbairn]

Now It’s really here and keeps on coming.

[Jacob Bugge]

You have it all, Steve. Very nice.

[Steve Fairbairn]

And now we’re on page 4.

Long live this thread 🙂

[Jacob Bugge]

Vodka is not my beverage of choice, but cheers!

But it seems quite appropriate to drown a grief over the big water in the little water, Peter.

And it seems that there are always 20 degrees between us, every time I check, Shunith.

[shunithD]

Jacob Bugge wrote:

And it seems that there are always 20 degrees between us, every time I check, Shunith.

More than six, unfortunately

[Jacob Bugge]

Up here we really need to get down to -.

Six was suitable two months ago, and will be two months from now, at the earliest.

[shunithD]

Jacob Bugge wrote:

I seem to be the only one that is wet. No show until well into 2013, it seems.

Poured the whole day today! Great!! Would have been better if my mobo hadn't died this AM And today being a Saturday... double So, drowned my sorrows in vodka

[tromboniator]

Wet and melty and hair-raisingly slippery for days now. Vodka is not my beverage of choice, but cheers!

[shunithD]

tromboniator wrote:

Wet and melty and hair-raisingly slippery for days now. Vodka is not my beverage of choice, but cheers!

Well, i do quite like a good single malt but it's kind of out of the price keague here so vodka is the drink of choice...

Cheers!

[tromboniator]

Agree about the single malt, not about the vodka; however, we have a very fine brewery here.

[Steve Fairbairn]

Wet and melty and hair-raisingly slippery

Don’t you have these gadgets? Just slip them under your shoes.

Real life savers. Here we call them “mannbroddar” (man spikes). Dunno what they’re called in English.

As for the booze, my crowberry liqueur is proving its worth in the current state of the weather.

I made it more potent this year, making it much more useful.

[tromboniator]

I have them, yes, somewhere in the bottom of the closet, where they'll do the most good!

I'm not familiar with crowberries, but apparently they grow in this region, since they are used by the Dena'ina people. Save a glassful for me.

We are now experiencing what I have dubbed "crapitation."

[Steve Fairbairn]

Crowberries look like this:

About the size of green peas or a bit smaller.

We use a gadget like this for picking them “berjatína” (berry picker):

You run the tines through a patch of berries and the berries roll into the cloth bag.

Then the berries are cleaned, boiled and sieved and the juice is mixed with strong alcohol and some sugar.

The result is a pleasantly sweet but deceptively strong liqueur-cum-schnapps.

[Jacob Bugge]

Calkins, calks, frost nails.

Presumably we are looking at an unused berjatína.

[tromboniator]

Calkins, calks, frost nails.

Or, as we so poetically call them, ice cleats.

[tromboniator]

Jacob Bugge wrote:

But no flight cancellations (and no shootouts), either.

None of the above, recently.

[Jacob Bugge]

The two cowhouse entrances currently in use.

 

[Jacob Bugge]

I forgot to mention that the undersnow passage leads to the mouser gate beyond the drift.

[Wade_Zimmerman1]

It seems tht it is actually here

And they were not aalone thee were easily a couple of thousand of them trying to get into every bar.

[Jacob Bugge]

Unless that rather greyish looking surface by the kerb (curb) is it, rather than a reflexion of the sky in the leftover of Sandy or something, it seems that it is what everyone is (still) waiting for, although no one is looking up.