The flood door -- no, it deserves a more monumental introduction than that -- the Flood Door the Conservation Authority insisted we install on the stairwell has arrived. This is in case the distant lake overflows its boundaries, backs uphill instead of downhill, ignores the valley, and climbs the road expressly to fill up our stairwell. Ordered from British Columbia, manufactured in Germany, delivered via Mississauga on a thirty-foot long truck, and hoisted very helpfully on an 8-foot wide forklift to the back yard, the door came encased in a large aluminum box like a coffin, and there it will perch until the end of August, when the specially-trained installers from Stephensons arrive. It weighs, in the box, a terrifying 500 kg. and will require a crane to lift it into place. I'm hoping it doesn't crack my foundation or pull down my walls when it's installed. If it does, the Conservation Authority and I are going to Have Words.
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