Phil shoveling his way out.
This is on the deck where Phil was shoveling. OY!
This is before the drive was plowed and toped the snow at the end of the drive to about 6 feet high.
The picnic table. Do I dare say the snow has been no picnic? Nah!
It's up to Hannah's waist.
It's a little hard to see but that is ice. We broke some of it off but it pretty much encased the house.
Where it ran over the windows some of it dripped inside the house. We sopped it up with towels.
This is one of the living room windows, you can see the ice on the left side of the picture. We went though about a towel an hour. It has slowed down now.
Using the roof rake to get some of the snow off of the roof.
The edge of the roof about the gutters is about a foot of ice - they call it an ice damn. I think damn ice is closer to the truth.
We are just hoping that the deck holds.
The cats are taking it all in stride, catching every sunbeam they can.
Breezy was watching Phil until she just couldn't hold up her head any more. Sunbeams are like that.
Maggie is sleeping on Gladys' quilt. It was made in the 1920's by a woman in CT. I bought the quilt top and layered and hand quilted it. It needs a bit more hand work but I couldn't resist putting it on the bed over the feather comforter. I just looks so warm.
And ... it looks like we are going to get some more!