We made our way to BJ’s, a Costco equivalent. Since the little family don’t drive, this is the one chance to get stuff to survive till Roberta or I show up again. A warm summer rain is coming down outside while the piped in music keeps telling us to let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
They’re selling snow shovels at this place, one thing they don’t sell on the West Coast. It might be fun shoveling snow and it sounds like great exercise! With the global climate changes happening, shoveling snow may be a thing of the past. I’ve never seen so many bags of rock salt stacked up ready for sale. I thought you sprinkle it on snow and the snow magically disappears?
This place has the usual five gallon buckets of mayonnaise but they also carry thirty different types of windshield scrapping tools. As the two of them figure out what they need, I watch Hunter sleeping… this too will pass