This tree was there as the road filled with water, unable to drain due to the embankments of snow on each side.
[daily log: slip-sliding, 500m; slush-shoveling, 1hr]
Day: January 9, 2022
Caveat: Après moi, le déluge
The rain came. Two inches so far today, in our rain-counter. And it’s not dark yet.
But on top of 6-inch-thick layers of ice on the roads, and 2-3 feet of snow piled on everything, it’s not enough, even there, to clear anything. It just creates lakes on the road, on top of the ice, and it turns my carefully-hewn network of snow-shoveled paths into slush-swamps, ankle-deep and devoid of friction.
My network of paths also created a bit of a problem: they channeled the rain and melting snow down our stairs toward the house, which would, of course, make a mess under the house under the upper front door. So I built a “dam” of ice and snow across the stairs and dug a channel off to the side to divert the waters.
For future reference, I should try to make sure to dig out “drains” when putting in snow-paths.
Good thing I don’t have to go to work tomorrow.
Caveat: Poem #1988 “Life summary”
ㅁ Sometimes I try, but... I'm bad at interacting alone's easier
– a pseudo-haiku.