Which I was told was supposed to start over this previous weekend, but that didn’t happen because it was still minus twenty five when I got up both mornings. However to hedge my bets I have gone and dug out the storm drain at the front of the property to try to eliminate a standing puddle that will turn into a solid block of ice every night once the sun goes down. And I took some time to cut away the snow & ice build up from the end of the driveway to widen it back up just a hair. I saw my spouse had driven directly backwards into the snow pile, so half the work of breaking it down was done for me. What the state of her rear bumper is right now, I don’t know, but I imagine there may be a couple new bumps, dents, and scratches on it, that’s for certain. No matter. I also dug out the alcove for the garbage bins, and the 306 L recycling dumpster we all use now. With there being so much snow making our driveway entrance tighter and tighter, I am not able to put the bins out in the drive, and still have room to get around them in the mornings. So a carve out of the snowbank is essential. It’ll get filled in with any new dumping of snow, just you wait and see. I’ll be back out there digging it out soon enough.
Most importantly I found the storm drain, and it is uncovered. May the warming spell drain itself away unfettered! I can’t say what has become of my down spouts or eaves troughs, but the street (at least on my side) shouldn’t flood too badly. I mean if the storm drains are a solid block of ice underground, my opening the top grate to the world isn’t going to do much good. It’s the thought that counts! Ha.
Here we are in February, the 2nd at that. And it’s sunny. The ground hogs are sure to see their shadows, and we get six more weeks of hard winter. On the plus side, no icy trips to the cottage or Ottawa this February, so that’s a plus in my books. It’s always so damn cold! I hate the cold. I hate it! With a passion, no less. Interminable season. Never wants to leave, sticks around for far too long. The fact we started snow in November means we’re four months into the white stuff, and I don’t care for it. Makes Christmas look picturesque but is otherwise a nuisance.
Welcome to Monday everybody. We started the laundry last night. I put the dishwasher on before I left with the kids this morning, and I can focus on other things if I wish. Like taking a nap! In all honesty I welcome the coming of spring. I can get back into my wood shop and build some useful items for the house. Start to poke around in the trees, shrubs, and hedges a little. Clean up the left over weeds and leaves from the lawn. Pick up all the dropped twigs from the trees. Take a load of stuff to the farm as clean fill for the field(s). I get to open the windows, and doors, and begin the spring cleaning. Washing the windows, blinds, ceiling fans, vents, that sort of thing. It’s not glamorous work but it feels like things are getting done around here. Cobwebs on the ceilings get brushed away. Dust bunnies are found and disposed of. See if the closets I cleaned out have gathered newer junk to be sorted or purged. Swap the kids clothes over to lighter items for the impending temperature change. It’s a whole thing!
Do a nice little service to the bicycles and the lawn mower. Make sure both chainsaws are up and running. Maybe return to bucking logs at the farm for a week or so. Much can be done when the weather begins to turn in March/April. Can’t forget tax time either. Wheeeee!
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