The “Shed Ferry” moved to the Colonies from England in 1712. Since that time I remember 2 very bad winters in New England.
The first was during the winter of 1852 when it snowed 123 straight days. I can’t tell you exactly how much snow there was because in the mid-nineteenth century snowfall was not precisely measured; instead it was estimated by comparison to a person’s horse. (Knee high, half-a-horse, etc) Still, for generations 1852 was remembered as the only “nostril high” winter on record. (6-to-7 feet, depending on the type of horse and nostril size.)
The second is this winter, the winter of 2011. Even without a horse you can tell we’re a tad over “nostril high”. Despite these conditions me and the boys here at Reeds Ferry have been installing sheds throughout the winter… Through rain, snow, sleet we tread, to deliver on-time a quality shed… (borrowed from the US Postal Service). Admittedly the delivery takes longer because we have to clear the area of snow in the homeowners yard before the installation can begin. The installation shown in the photo below took an extra 12 minutes. (Note, the photo has been doctored for dramatic effect)
Now we’ve made it all the way to late February. Can you smell spring in the air?! Me either… But to my recollection there’s never been an odd-numbered year without one. Continue spending these long winter nights dreaming of a brand new shed and we’ll see you this spring at Reeds Ferry.
–Sincerely, The Shed Ferry
