For those of you who have been following each episode as it happens, you'll be happy to know that the present incarnation of the Sumerian goddess of that which falleth (Tamara Precipita) was cautiously vertical when first encountered this ayem, and carrying a broom. "I'm off to sweep the walks," quoth she. (Among that which hath fallen, another 1" of snow overnight. Ew).
What can ya do? She's got me outgunned. "Please be careful!"
...Walks appear swept an' I'm not seein' any sprawled forms upon them, so it's about time I ladled out the oatmeal.
The remaining unloading, the talk now is to hire it done. I'm happy with that.
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