We woke up to one more foot of snow and this:
That’s not the shape it had yesterday. Something gave.
I’m still smiling here. I don’t know why.
A peek inside: one of the connectors snapped.
Should I go in and try to push off the snow from the inside?
It’s creaking ominously…
Better not, because…
Good call.
The clamps could no longer hold the weight and snapped off. The plastic slid off and the whole thing caved.
On the inside it now looks like this.
None of the plants in the beds are crushed. Â There is wonderful mache, by the way, but I had to get out of there before I could take a picture, and all the broccoli was still alive. If the thing keeps this shape, and if the vegetables survive tonight, then tomorrow when DH is back we might be able to save the whole thing, rebuild it.
I need winter boots and snow pants.
Oh, no! I can’t believe you’re still smiling…I think I would have sat down in the middle of all the snow and just cried.
I’m glad some of your crops survived!
I’m so sorry! I hope that the veggies survive the night and you are able to finagle something. I’m also glad you weren’t crushed! Safety first! Good luck!
That didn’t turn out as badly as I had imagined.
Thank you for the condolensces…
G., there’s nothing we can do about it, but leave it as it is (cf. post following this one). It’s a game of wait and see what the weather brings.