Anchorage is having the kind of winter that gives winter a bad name. Our choices for weather seem to be below freezing weather followed by rain followed by more below freezing weather so that all the rain is now sheer ice, making every attempt to walk outside an unmitigated disaster waiting to happen. Today is freezing. Tomorrow we’re supposed to get freezing rain. I may just go to sleep until spring. Then I can wake up and see how many of my perennials died because there was no snow cover to protect the roots from the freezing ice.
Living in Alaska sometimes takes more energy than I have to give.