Spring is bringing lots of clean-up jobs

The plop, plop, plop of water smacking the carpet below the beam in my family room gave me a gut-weakening moment.
That thump, followed by another a few seconds apart, sounded the alert.
For me, spring officially began almost seven days earlier as water found its way into my family room. The heat of the sun melting the snow from my roof gave way to water that found its way into my home instead of staying on the outside.
It is discouraging. I haven’t had a leaking roof in years but now I’m once again faced with one. It is unnerving knowing that I will have to make repairs and fix the ceiling.
It may result in removing drywall and insulation. I hope not, but I know it will mean painting and crack filling.
I also will have to see what caused my new roof to fail.
Walking along sidewalks, and being outside, you can feel the growing warmth of the sun. Already some creeks are running. The first seagulls have returned to Rainy Lake, as have some American bald eagles.
The parking lot at the newspaper now has puddles that are as big as small children’s wading pools.
While I am delighting in the shrinking snow piles around the house, and the water running into the drains at the corner of streets, I’m also realizing there will be a month of work just cleaning up around my yard.
Already, as the banks have pushed back almost a metre from the sidewalk uncovering green grass, the breadth of the clean-up is beginning to show its colours.
When the snowbanks were too high to toss snow up onto them, I moved the plowed snow in the driveway onto my lawns. It was clean.
Today, it is muddy black, and a layer of black sand and tiny stones covers the boulevard and parts of my yard. Twigs and branches that had broken in the winds of winter lie strewn about the snow as it melts.
Branches from my beginning cedar hedge that disappeared at Christmas time in that first huge snow now are seeing daylight for the first time in almost three months. The bridle-wreath spirea that runs along my lane fence still lies broken over from the weight of snow.
Around the trees in my yard, the snow already has melted away. It is one of the first clear signs that spring is coming.
The broken branches from the maple in the northeast corner of the yard will begin dripping sap. If it is cold at night, the sap will freeze and a maple-flavoured Popsicle will hang down.
And if the heat continues through the end of the month, I even may be able to take down and put away my Christmas lights.

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