It's been a record-setting winter here in the Great White North...
That "global warming" is one nasty bitch!
So when the weather guys came out with that tantalizing prediction of above-freezing temperatures the other day, for the first time since mid-December, I braced myself for the worst.
We're somewhat flood-prone here at Falling Downs. This 100 year old farm-house doesn't drain the rain away from the foundation the way a new build would. Or the snow melt.
I was therefore anticipating a foot or two of water in the basement. An inch or two is not that big a deal. I rig up my pump, aim the hose out the basement window, and we've got the water to a manageable level in 15 minutes.
A foot or two is another matter. Once the motor on the furnace is under water, well, you got troubles...
I know because we been there.
With this record setting cold giving way to seasonal temperatures overnight, I was primed for the worst-case scenario.
A wee bit of weepage where the floor meets the wall, but that started to recede within hours.
Thank you Jesus!
Thank you Lord!
But we seem to be on a roll here at Falling Downs... While I was excavating firewood out of the eight foot drift behind the woodshed, I realized that the F-150, totally submerged since December, was at least three quarters visible, due to the rapid melting of the snow.
On a whim, I dug open the door and gave the key a twist... and HOLY SHIT, SHE FIRED RIGHT UP!
It's gonna be a good year here at Falling Downs!