As I've mentioned previously, this has been a brutal winter. It does allow for the snapping of some nice pictures, some of which will doubtless end up on our Christmas card next year, but it definitely wears on you. When you check the local Calais weather every morning - and then toggle to see the day's weather in Lisbon, Portugal - you know you're all but done with Vermont.
And this wasn't even the biggest ice cycle. There was one on the back of the house which was getting desperately closing to simply forming a column (and hopefully a load-bearing one).
And the storm wasn't done yet. We ended up getting just over a foot, adding on to the heavy coating of snow we already had. At it's peak I think we had around three feet of snow on the roof. In this case we were probably lucky that we live in a log cabin, with the roof supported by heavy beams.
I think tanning season is a ways off.
I do love this picture, although it screams winter madness.
The drive up Kent Hill Road yesterday morning. I woke up at 4:15 to dig out the cars (again), so that I could somehow make it out of our driveway. Luckily, our plow guy had come the previous afternoon, but in the meantime we had received another five or six inches. Once I got the car out of the driveway (at the top it sort of felt like the car was swimming - thank God for the Outback with snow tires and X-Mode), I discovered that Kent Hill had not been plowed, nor County Road all the way to the Montpelier line (typical). It was a tough drive to campus.
A rare photo of me smiling during this winter. Groan.
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