I have a feeling this blog is going to seem like a broken record for while. Snow dominates my nearly every thought and action, and I expect that will continue until there’s quite a bit less of it than I have right now. Forget snowshoeing or skiing, shoveling is my only outdoor activity.
The basics of shoveling are done, of course, but I’m still working on making a path around the house, clearing a door to the cellar. Eventually, I will work on clearing a path to the cellar’s drainpipe. Last night I had a bit more snow but not enough to create more problems.
The weather forecast suggests this snow is in little danger of melting for the next week or so, but I’m already trying to look ahead to that and just how this snow will melt. My hope is that it will melt slowly. Very slowly. If it doesn’t, flooding is a sure thing both at the cabin and in the nearby streams. My basement floods in most springs, even those with far less snow than I have at the moment. So I’m trying to open up the drains, gain access to the cellar—which is likely still some days ahead—and do whatever I can do to at least direct the future flow of water and mitigate potential problems.
I am still limited by the sheer amount of snow, but I work on it a bit at a time. Sometimes I make some progress only to have the winds drift it right back again. At the moment, there is no end to it and no end in sight. I just keep going, some days faster and more productive than others.