So where's the snow?

Muddling through life from Austria to Wales; God, life and a small black dog


Bad, bad rain

One the weekend following the snow, the rain fell and fell and fell. Sunday it was heavy and continuous for over 36 hours. The siren which had been going with snow problems was now going for cellars to be pumped out. Then on Karneralm, there was a landslide, and a power transformer slid down the hill and the water power station was flooded. Families were evacuated.

Then there was a mudslide behind a house in Ramingstein and towards Tamsweg. Roads were flooded, rivers burst banks. By Monday morning, you couldn’t move far as roads were shut as the clear-up operation began.

The road up to Burg Finstergrun was all but washed away.

In Kendlebruck, a wooden house was turned around 360 degrees by water.

Our local railway was totally taken out by a mudslide, the tracks being pushed up in the air like a fairground ride. Stadl was declared an emergency area. The railway might not be repaired until Christmas.

All over Salzburgerland, Carinthia and Tyrol, similar stories came in, two houses being knocked over by a landslide in Bad Gastein. Such heartbreak after the damage done by the heavy snow. The farmers who had been cut off with no electricity due to the snow, were now facing being washed away, Muhr at the end of the Lungau is only just out of being an emergency area.

By Wednesday, our road was reopened by the herculean efforts of the local council workers. The mudslides will take longer. Here in  Austria where all the councils have their own teams and machinery and a local fire brigade, help was quick and efficient. I take my hat off to them all.

Now we have a few days of relative peace and dry. I’m praying for a mild winter with not a lot of snow in the valleys!

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Spring rains

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After a really warm Sunday with Arabian dust in the air, we woke up to swollen rivers and gloomy skies. The Thomatal was nearly up to the top of the new defences they put in last year, can see it going over the top,someone has underestimated, especially as the channel is narrower. The Mur is at the highest for several years and I guess the snow melt has increased the flow, and there’s so much to melt. It makes me so aware that our house is three quarters surrounded by water!  Most of all is the noise, the rivers rushing and roaring. All this morning while I was doing the housework I had the windows open to hear the music of the rivers. Wonderful I feel so blessed!

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A walk by the Mur in St Margarethen in Lungau

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I know I’ve posted about walks here, but here was a lovely walk in September!  FB Click on the link.

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Pinks and Greys #2

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I repeated the walk about a month later in the sunshine, this time, my joys was in the sparkling water and the brighter colours. Which do you prefer?

A touch of autumn in the water

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A Room with a View


I know that sometimes I’m a bit slow on the uptake but……I’ve spent most of the summer sat on the sofa doing my writing as the kitchen chair makes my back ache, even substituting it for a stool didn’t work.  I do some painting in the spare room, then it suddenly dawned on me, write in there! I look directly out the window, see picture and its sunny.  How it’ll be in the winter I don’t know, the warmth is in the kitchen!

But for now I’ll write here. Its been such a blessed summer after the disaster of my teaching job. I’ve called it the Cowbell summer (see earlier blog) . I could quite happily stay home permanently with my writing and not socializing a lot.  How I’ll feel when it snows or pours I dont know! At the moment as soon as I get up, I throw all the windows open. Mild claustrophobia?

Dave wants to turn the flat on its head, moving the kitchen to the spare room, so that it’s a guestroom with effectively an en-suite.  Personally I don’t think it matters, if people walk through the living room. Giving up my view of the Mur and my sunny kitchen is a real battle, but I’ve surrendered. I could then use the old  kitchen as a work room. ………

If I could make a living out of writing, it would supplement the windfall that Dave and I are praying for, to release us from unemployment so we can work entirely for the Lord.  We could open a drop in, clothes, coffee shop, small chapel in one of the many shops now becoming vacant in Tamsweg as the new shopping centre is open.  This is the dream we believe God has put on our hearts.