Let’s Hang Out…Of A Second Story Window

Juno HouseFive Winter Storms have hit Maine since Juno arrived a little less than three weeks ago, Modern Philosophers.

Over that period, the temperatures haven’t gotten high enough for the snow to melt, and there are giants mounds of it piled everywhere.  It’s also up on the roofs, where it’s difficult to get to for clearing.

As I was shoveling the driveway this morning, I noticed that there was an enormous amount of snow on the front roof of The House on the Hill.  There was also a half dozen enormous icicles hanging off the roof.

I’d normally clear that snow and ice with the roof rake, but the snow is so deep on the front lawn right now that the roof rake would not be a safe option.

There was really only one thing to do, Modern Philosophers…

Hang out of the two second story windows on the front of The House on the Hill, and clear the roof with my shovel!

roof icicleHere is a look at the monster icicle hanging just to the left of the window in my study.  There were several more next to this one, but they are difficult to see from this angle.

They are no longer there.  A few swings with my shovel, and they were dispatched to a shattering death on the sidewalk.

roof shovelPlease, Shovel, don’t jump!  I’d be lost without you.

Come back inside and we can talk about it.  I know you’re tired and you need a break.  We can have Dr. Jekyll prescribe something for your Post Traumatic Snow Disorder.

roof doneA view of the roof outside of my study window after I’d cleared off the snow.  It had gotten pretty high, so it’s probably a good thing I took care of that today.

Thankfully, the sidewalk is still pretty much covered in snow, so there was very little chance that the avalanche of snow I sent hurtling towards it buried a pedestrian.

roof rightAs you can see, there is still plenty of snow left on the roof, but my long monkey boy arms simply could not reach it.

roof leftThis is the view of my street from the window in the nursery.  No, Modern Philosophers, I do not have any need for a nursery, but the previous homeowners did.

It’s just a storeroom at this point, but it just sounds better as The Nursery.

Yes, that is my tightrope that you see in this shot.  I practice my high wire act on less windy days, and put on a show for the neighborhood a couple of times a year.

roof right 2One last view of the street from the nursery.  There is much less snow on the roof now, and all the icicles are gone.

I’m safe and sound, far away from any open windows.

I really cannot wait for it to be Spring!

About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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17 Responses to Let’s Hang Out…Of A Second Story Window

  1. Asariels Muse says:

    That’s a lot of snow, when it starts to melt things are gonna get wet in a hurry

  2. I work at home so I don’t mind being snowbound, but driving is getting ridiculous. You have to pull out into the middle of the road to see past the snowbanks.

  3. The houses in your street appear to be very nice, I can imagine that it is normally a great place to live! 🙂

  4. markbialczak says:

    I have an idea, Austin. Grow some plants in that room and it forever remains the Nursery! Great job hanging out to clear the icicles and snow from the roof, man.

  5. 1wanderingtruthseeker says:

    I’m sooo glad I live down south a way.

  6. I keep driving by the snowbanks and having the fanciful thought that it is a metaphor for my troubles: piling up and not likely to melt away soon. I feel fortunate that my roof is too steep to require raking (I think; actually there may be a leak in my attic but it’s frozen now). Also I believe we have less snow that you. Stay strong: before we know it we’ll be complaining about how damn hot it is.

  7. Glazed says:

    Maybe I’ll send you an earthquake from California, to shake all that snow off your roof.

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