Maria and I were arguing all day about my plan to get a ladder out and climb onto the roof and rake off some of the tons of snow piling up there with my new roof rake, which I love. She is usually pretty agreeable, but she got excited on the subject, she thought it was a bad idea for me. I told her I was sure I could go it and was going to do it.

So she outflanked me. Our friend Tyler came over and I went into town to get a massage and run some errands, and I told Tyler to just shovel some snow away from the house. I drove away thinking Maria was working in her studio and Tyler would shovel around the house.

The minute I was out of sight Maria got the ladder out – she enlisted Tyler in the plot – and she climbed up on the roof, where she raked several tons of snow off for several hours. When I got home, it was dark, but almost all of the snow had been cleared (I’ll take photos on the light).

She said she was careful, she climbed all over the roof and felt quite secure. I was ticked off but also awestruck at her energy and touched by her concern for me. Maria can take care of herself and I don’t question her when she decides to take on a chore – she knows what she is doing. I might have made a scene if I had been home, and I suppose there is an argument to be made for my staying off roofs covered in ice and snow.

I was a bit shocked at the giant mounds of snow she cleared away. Still….I know I could have done it. Maria and Tyler are an awesome team, they moved tons of snow around, from the roofs and the porch and the paths to the pasture.

The weather service is getting hysterical about another story, from one to two feet up here from Sunday to Tuesday. Bring it on, we have plenty of room for it and Tyler can be over her in a flash. He is a working fiend, so is Maria. I married well.