Oh you should have seen me! I felt like a sherpa in training. You would have LAUghed!
I went home and of course it was an icy wonderland. That is if you were sitting at the bottom of the driveway looking up at the house. But I couldn’t just admire the view. I had to get up to the house on foot. Not for the first time I remembered a conversation with Jeff when we were looking at the property. Me: “Are you sure we want all this land?” Jeff: “Oh yes, it’ll be great!” I roll my eyes still! But he’s right it is a pleasure, usually.
Well, there I was at in the bottom yard. It occured to me to use the ice scraper/brush and start chipping my way across the frozen tundra. I made one unsuccessful attempt up the incline through the rockledge.
The second scramble was aided by a loose branch and digging my heels into the ice breaking into it to the snow beneath. I left a trail like some huge duck walking up the yard! To get back down, I remembered this great tool spade like tool? from my Dad that along with our tall walking stick helped steady me to get back down.
I prayed before, during, after and made it with barely a slip or a slide, no falls. You know that was God, because I am not what one would be called “coordinated.” : )