Tam's three-foot icicle from yesterday? It's a four-footer now:
The north side of Roseholme Cottage is particularly afflicted.
Sunday, I may have to shovel the roof.
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3 days ago
The further and continuing adventures of the girl who sat in the back of your homeroom, reading and daydreaming.
9 comments:
Shoveling a roof can only end in tears for grown-ups.
Aren't there entrepreneurial local youths with flexible joints and strong bones available?
Get a snow rake. Lowes and Home Despot should both have them. Working from ground level and swinging a twenty foot aluminum pole with a scraping head is much easier than anything involving ladders, shovels, sloped work surfaces, gravity, and frozen ground.
Ask me how I know this.
BGM
Ice dams on the roof. No fun.
Shovel the roof? And lose all that wonderful insulation?
HERESY!
I was thinking more of the ice dams that are forming. I'm going to have to hack out a better path for the water to go away.
In a couple of days our roofs will be clear.
It's what happens between then and now that frets me.
It's what happens between then and now that frets me.
Well obviously be careful of falls, and of damaging the shingles. But mostly of falls. :)
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