Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Stilts? Hot Air Balloon? Tightrope?
A girl can hope, but that doesn't always do any good. I have to say the call wasn't unexpected. My snowplowing neighbor has conferenced with my county snowplower and they have decided that it is impossible to completely clear my driveway. My neighbor did go over and built me a nice ramp up to the top of the drift.
I don't really mind, though I would have gladly accepted being able to drive to my door again, but there is one big problem. We are starting into a stretch of beautiful spring weather. The roads are already a muddy mess from one day of sun; when it thaws, it thaws fast. All of the straight paths to my house require walking over 5-8 feet of snow. Snow that will be 'rotting' within a day or so from the warm temps.
The surface of the snow looks strong and level, but you can find half of yourself suddenly plunging to the bottom, while your other leg stays on top. Not too bad if the snow is knee deep, but 8 feet is a little much if you can't do the splits! I think we will have to walk all the way out in the field where the snow is only about 2 1/2 feet, a doable depth.
Laura leaning against the snow wall where they cut out our ramp.
Standing in the middle of our driveway.
Walking up to the house, 5 feet up in the air and held by nothing but water, albeit in its frozen form.
A panorama of my driveway.