[Bilde:100619_142304_0.png]Ah, winter -
Winter in Maine in 2015 has been an adventure. That's an understatement.
The numbers boggle the brain. In two weeks we have had five feet of snow,
and the media outlets are rife with proclamation after proclamation
concerning the great dilemma of where to put the snow. There's just no
room left to shovel, plow, push, or blow the snow. There are three orders
of news coverage - first, the amounts of snowfall; second, the situation
with roads and the challenges of parking; and third, roof collapse. The
nightly news is a collection of weather reports.
But the roof is there. With five feet of snow on the ground, there are
at least two feet left on the roof. For those not familiar with snow - it
sounds light and lovely - but two feet of white fluff on the roof can
weigh lots, probably tons.
So, like any good resident of Maine, or the American Siberia as we
sometimes call it, I headed out today to shovel the roof. One doesn't
literally shovel the roof. We did however hunt through three "sold out"
stores to find a roof rake, and it's not really a rake. But with rake in
hand, I climbed up the ladder which was wedged into the ground snow in
order to drag the snow off the roof to the ground below. Once a ladder
with a twenty foot pole attached to a "rake" used to pull two feet of snow
down to the ground, I did discover the value of shoulder training.
Only a fool would actually climb to the top of the roof - it's very easy
to walk right off the edge as you really can't see the boundaries between
roof and ground. I suppose in the right locations the landing would be
We have several roofs - porch, house, garage, kitchen, and they each have
two sides. And the snow doesn't come down in one pull - it comes down one
snow block at a time, one reach and pull at a time; and it lands in a
"floosh-kapoosh" at the base of the ladder. When the process is complete,
the snowblower tidies things up as we prepare for another storm this
weekend. There are times it's all picturesque.
The reward of a roof raking is a piece of guilt-free chocolate cake, as
one shouldn't go "through the roof" while raking the roof.
Ah, there's no real way to prepare for this in the "new classroom." It's