It seems
my idea of melting the white shite and ice isn't as popular as I
thought. It sounded perfectly sane to me. Obtain a flame thrower
and blast the patio. It's made of stone so wouldn't burn. Alas,
there is not one to be found in this town. It's alright for CT to
stock semi-automatics but flamethrowers, noooooo. ~sigh~
So I
spent a few hours hacking away at the landing and finally cleared it.
Mind you I'll have to re-stain in spring due to the scraping away of
the top coat and maybe a few, ummm, grooves will need to be filled.
But I was going to do that anyways, yep, I'll stick with that
reasoning and remember how they came to be in May.
Next
came clearing of the patio itself. After I made it past the bottom
step I realized it just wasn't built up white shite. Lets see, we've
had so much of everything in the past week; last Saturday after a
foot fell, I scurried out and cleared it off, creating a path to the
composters while I was at it. Overnight it froze rain for hours,
then snowed all day Sunday. See where I'm going?
Monday
eve went out after more freezing rain and like a certain entity,
literally walked on water, mind you it was frozen but yes I too
walked on it. It's layer upon layer of snow, an inch of ice, snow, 3
inches of ice, and more snow lovingly delivered yesterday. It made
me look at the sky and cry out “Santa, I was such a good girl
all year long, why???” Perhaps I'll go to hell in a handcart
next year and see what he brings me. Maybe a shiny, new flamethrower?
After a
few hours I called it a day, not quite finished but will do for now.
The chair was released from its icy prison, mitts were soaked from
throwing hunks of ice and the birds were becoming verbally cranky
because I, their host, the one who spends good money on seed and
ensures the feeder is always full, was toiling away and they vanted
to be left alone to eat.
Sitting
in the wet chair looking at the chunks, I thought those would make a
mighty fine igloo. Solid and flat, easy to carve, and not about to
melt anytime soon. Me thinks I just may have a weekend project.
Perhaps a few small ones to provide homes for the squirrels and
Pooka. Then again it sounds like a lot of work in the wet and cold
and I've had enough of this, merci very much. Anybody got a
flamethrower?
Ya nut! Mines not working or I'd lend it to you
ReplyDeleteThanks Anon ;)
DeleteGather up all those miscellaneous whiskey bottles that still have an inch or less in them, take a swig, pour it on the ice and light it. Not as fun as a flame thrower maybe, but still fun. And of course, try it with the first bottle before wasting the rest. Assuming a lot here, I know.
ReplyDeleteI wonder if it would work the same with Merlot or Beaujolais but I'll give it a try. Thanks for the suggestion !
DeleteHate the white shite. My wretched family leave it to me to shift it, but I rebelled this weekend, consequently, my drive is in the same shape as your patio. Do post pictures of your squirrel igloos.
ReplyDeleteIsn't that always the way Pea. Good news is it's thawing so the poor squirrels might have been a tad cranky if they had fallen on them
ReplyDeleteYea...I wish I had thought of the flame thrower idea...it has been an awful winter so far..stay safe..no broken bones..Michelle
ReplyDeleteWill do Michelle, you tooooooooo
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