Saturday, March 15, 2014
I think I've mentioned this fact on other occasions. I can remember heading off into the neighborhood with my rake and offering to rid neighbors' homes of large monstrosities of frozen water. The melting and refreezing of water back then was fun to witness. Back on Stevens Avenue, the rear entryway, that led to the kitchen, was usually a 'goldmine' of frozen, layered ice this time of year. It led me to fun mornings. As a homeowner these days, most times evidence of ice piled up like this can only signal trouble ahead.
Sheets of hanging ice, ice damns, ice forming, ice jams, melting and refreezing...
Spring comes this week, right?