Mark came home early and spent several hours chipping ice out of our gutters so that the water could run through the gutter, rather than down behind the siding and inside the house. I think the water has stopped coming in the basement, not the least because the rain has turned into snow.
Great big globby blogs of heavy wet snow.
For reference, the base of the rose bush in the front of the picture is nearly down to the bare ground, just a little bit of snow covering the ground there. The drift behind it comes up nearly to the doorknob of the shed. I thought about brightening the picture up, but that grey look is really what it feels like.
I’d like to hop on that plane to Australia, but I just realized I can’t: no passports. I’ll have to remedy that.