So I am singing this song to myself (to the tune of Winter Wonderland) this morning while I walk around in a snowstorm trying to save our structures from collapse. It is snowing HARD here, and it has only just begun.
Fortunately for us, I guess, the windstorm took out our tarp shelter that normally we have to brush the heavy snow off of to keep it from collapsing. We also replaced the center portion of our barn roof with a higher pitched roof so hopefully the snow will slide off. Plus there are much better supports to keep it from collapsing. So far we have not been brushing off the barn roof like we usually get to do during a snow storm.
But then there is still the netting over the pheasant pen. This thick snow clings to the netting and weighs it down.
We have to whack the snow off, brush it to get more snow off and push the larger snow balls off the edge. It is a lot of very cold work. Tom did it all last night, and I am doing it this morning while he is off getting supplies for us. Here’s an example of the netting after my treatment.
You will notice that the netting has ripped off the support pole because of the weight of the snow. This is despite Tom’s overnight efforts to get the weight off of it. And below is a photo of the weighted down netting ripping the fascia off the barn and taking the gutters with it.