This tree caught my storage tent as high winds tried to blow it away.
My pre-fab storage tent (the “studio”) had come unanchored a few weeks ago, on a windy day. It hadn’t been well-anchored in the first place, so I admit that was my fault. I set out on a project to build a proper foundation for it. That project was progressing slowly, partly due to the cold temperatures, which have been making the ground too frozen to dig easily. And meanwhile, the storage tent was even more poorly anchored than before – with pollyannaish optimism I’d placed some 2×4’s on the corners with piles of rocks, to hold it down. The wind today decided that was inadequate. And so now… what will become of this beloved storage tent?
I’ve tied the upside-down and somewhat damaged storage tent to the tree the wind had attached it to. I’ll wait for a less windy day (the wind today was pushing windchills close to 0°F), and begin to disassemble it, as best I can, hoping to be able to salvage and re-build it on the new foundation, once that’s complete. Meanwhile I’ve laid a tarp over the stuff that had been inside it, that was exposed… with many rocks to hold that tarp down.
I went to town today and got my first Covid vaccination. That was without incident. I got the “Moderna” vaccine, same as Arthur received in January.
I’m beginning to feel a bit overwhelmed. I feel the gods are testing me: The server crash; the wind tearing down my storage tent; Arthur’s obstreperousness and denialism (esp. with respect to hearing loss).
[daily log: walking, 3.5km]