362: Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow
If you’ve talked to me any time recently, you’ve heard me bitch about the snow. My folks call every so often to remind themselves why they went to balmy Germany for Christmas . . . this post is mostly for them.
This is what our snow usually looks like.
That same deck, later in the week.
We gave up on the water panels.
There's a truck in this picture. Really. It's big and red.
The snow on roof tops has been the topic of quite a bit of news around here.
It's like Where's Waldo? Somewhere in the picture, there is a grill, a deck, a basketball hoop, and a polar bear.
Okay, I lied about the polar bear.
We do have some scary-ass icicles, though.
(And the fact that the icicles grow sideways up here makes them particularly scary).
Okay, the icicles don't really grow sideways here. I just have technical issues.
Eventually, the snow buckles under its own weight.
Lest you feel too poorly for me . . .
This is my septic field (untreed area in to the left of the photo).
And this is my driveway.
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