Endless Winter

Winter began with an early snowfall in October (on the 23rd and 27th) and has varied in intensity since, but always, always we get more and more snow. The workshop is buried: you could ski from the roof right into the Crick. At the height of it, the snowblower broke (twice, in fact: the blower belt slipped off the pulley, and the bead on tubeless tire popped during rough handling in the cold) and we lost our paths. We had to fight our way back, and of course the overnight lows had case-hardened the snow.


The tractor shed is wholly engulfed, together with the Toilet Museum. Pat piled up a 15-foot mound behind the garage; the children would have loved it!

The porch roof is so laden that yesterday when the sun came out water was forced up under the flashing and began dripping through the half-wall in the middle. We had to climb up, break through the ice (up to six inches thick), and shovel it clear. Forecast for today: MORE SNOW!











This is the roof after our efforts: