Yup, another 18 inches of the fluffy white stuff. Remember, that fence is 4 feet high (I'm talking about the wire, if you can even see it -- the top of the fence posts are 6 feet high). And there's a water trough somewhere under there. (Can you see the rake handle to the right of the gate in the center of the picture? About there. Oh, and that rake is sitting on top of about 2 feet of snow. Yes, our life is a wonderland of joy. Ahem.)
There's fence under here somewhere....some steps too.... If you're wondering what is actually keeping our animals in at this point, I think it's just pure lack of interest in going anywhere else.
Containment is pretty much a thing of the past.
They had predicted we'd get about 6 inches with this storm. When I went to bed at midnight, they had upped it to 8 inches. Judging by the 2 inches of snow on top of my dogs when I brought them in from their last time out, I was guessing they perhaps had misjudged this storm. You know you're in trouble when you turn the TV weather on in the morning, and the weathermen sound giddy.
J displays the snow load on our deck this morning. If it hadn't been for a lot of compacting since the last 2 1/2 foot storm and the following foot or so we've gotten since then, the snow would completely obliterate that door.
Here's a look at that deck from outside:
We apparently vastly underestimated the construction of that deck. We hadn't been allowing the kids out on it for the past several years, because it just does not look adequately sound. But the sucker is still standing, bless it's little splintered wooden heart. (That's our holiday tree back in the corner with about 3 inches sticking up. A lot of good it's doing the birds now.)
Anyone want to take a wild guess at what we'll be doing today?
Someone recently asked me how my fitness program was going. Trust me, I'm getting plenty of aerobic exercise.