We have striped weather—and this is the stripiest. We got six inches of snow yesterday and last night, and today it will start to rain and melt it all.
Our river will rise, no question.
And people, from timid, have gotten way cavalier about speed on our arterial street that runs past our house. There are tire stripes on the asphalt, but the rest is snow. They go whizzing along to the S curve downhill like lemmings to the sea.
The street that runs across our front (we’re a corner lot) is 6″ deep in snow and there is a mild downhill: you don’t think of it as a downhill if you have never noticed the fact—but last night Jane and I were engaged with Lynn in a Guild Wars melee when I hear the distinctive thump of car meeting something. I got up to look out at the intersection and dial 911 if needed. Sure enough somebody must have approached our stopsign too hot and skidded, and rather than go into the intersection and get T-boned, the somebody had swung left, perhaps hoping to turn onto the arterial by an unorthodox entry.
Didn’t work. There’s a tongue of curbed private property and a large decorative rock at that point, plus juniper bushes under all that snow.
Well, that car was bottomed out on the tongue-shaped patch, and stuck, and the driver probably shaken. I tried to dial 911, realized I hadn’t hung up the contact with Lynn, and by that time someone with a cellphone was walking across the arterial to help, so at that point, since the driver was upright and conversing with said person, I decided things were going to be under control. So we kind of watched the situation: took about an hour for the police and a tow truck to get it all cleared off, and it would be a wonder if gawkers didn’t create more problem down on the S curve, which starts right about there—but that was that.
We did get one of my window treatments hung. It looks good and is solid as can be.
One of Jane’s bichirs (African rope fish type) went over the rim into the downflow again: this requires the ladder, because the wedge-shaped tank is situated in a corner, with the downflow at the rear. Fortunately just the removal of one pipe (which can be pulled out) revealed the culprit, who is now netted and back with his 2 fellows.
Today we will put up the other window treatment and the new ceiling fan. We’re good at ceiling fans.