I’m not exactly trapped inside the shop, but I might as well be. Looking out the front door – unlocked, by the way, waiting for a delivery – it shames me that such a small amount of snow can cripple us here in Oklahoma.
A fellow did wander in a few moments ago, and there are cars and trucks grumbling up and down Main Street. It hasn’t been plowed or scraped. The sidewalks have not been shoveled. The tire ruts don’t even reach down to the pavement. There is activity out there, but it has little to do with commerce.
It was a judgment call this morning, trying to decide whether to prep up for a lunch service that might happen, or not. The parking spaces out front show a couple of tire tracks, but only a couple. There wasn’t a crowd at the door.
There is no weather vane, so I don’t know which direction the wind was blowing during the snowfall. I’m guessing it came out of the north, where they cook up this cold weather. That’s why the back door shows the car buried in the white stuff. I ought to get out there and dig it out but frigid temperatures and I don’t get along as well as we used to.
So, probably won’t be going for a spin in the next few hours anyway.
In the meantime, I’m sitting in the office waiting for a book delivery, trying to stay warm and wondering how long this winter snap will last.
We were just getting back on track ‘round here, as the construction gets closer to completion.
But for now, the Rose is froze.
Be careful out there.
McHuston
Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main Street Broken Arrow OK!