A curious sight near the middle of the frozen Kuskokwim caused us to edge closer. There was a large murder of ravens jostling for position. Standing among them was a tall, white headed stranger. There was a lot of activity that appeared to be drinking and bath taking. Ravens and eagles normally do not practice peaceful coexistence, but on this one day, the rules were different.
Much of the day saw temps above freezing, and winds gusting. Most roofs are steeply pitched metal that snow somehow clings to. At 7:32 pm, our south facing roof dropped its load. Like glacial rebound, our house walls and foundation instantly sprang upward. The feeling was familiar – earthquake! Elsie told us that her house, built in the 80’s, is falling down. Heavy snow loads are tough on a house.
Terry
Mountain Peace 