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!
They are no longer there. A few swings with my shovel, and they were dispatched to a shattering death on the sidewalk.
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.
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.
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.
I’m safe and sound, far away from any open windows.
I really cannot wait for it to be Spring!