I've long been a fan of snow-shoveling.
Bundling up, trekking outdoors, pushing snow around with heavy, non-technical tools like shovels, and the satisfaction of a driveway cleared and a job well-done.
This winter I emailed my dad, who lives three hours west of us and can give me the most accurate weather report of what's about to hit. "Got snow?" I asked.
"Get your dust pans ready," he replied.
The only thing more satisfying than shoveling the deck with a dustpan is going up under the shrinkwrap and beating the plastic so the snow slides off.
It's been a constant 70 degrees inside Mazurka, and now the sewage tank is empty, too. Winter life on board seems pretty good this year.
Though Mark is having second thoughts. Last week, after spending nearly four hours with a guy and a van and helping to pump out the sewage tanks of five of our neighbors, my husband confessed, "The novelty is wearing off."
Who We Are
- Felicia Schneiderhan
- Duluth, Minnesota
- The daughter of a nun caught by a fisherman, Felicia Schneiderhan grew up on the Mississippi River, lived on a boat downtown Chicago, and now explores the North Woods of Lake Superior with her husband and son. She teaches literature and writes all kinds of random stuff, some of which she is paid for.
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