Monday, March 4, 2013
Each work day (I am now working four days a week) it feels like a gamble that I might not get to work. Or get back
Not because I am in any danger but because it is so wet that roads here are going under, then being opened a few hours then closing again.
For example my boss was late today because she couldn't get to town her usual way; the road was under. By lunch time her husband came through; it was open again.
My piccie of the day shows what the weather continues to be like up here.
This is the view from our cottage, normally you can see mountains.
But they have disappeared into the cloud
Posted by Al at 9:50 PM