I stupidly bought the only house in Utah without rain gutters. I didn’t think it was a big deal. As it turns out, BIG is exactly what happens without them. Look at the size of my icicles:
The largest is a whopping 62 inches!
My brothers offered to install rain gutters over Christmas, but since their only gutter experience doesn’t apply to this particular situation, I decided to wait until spring.
The thought of them slipping on an icy ladder and cracking their head open wasn’t my ideal Christmas break. I pretty much saved their lives, and guaranteed they’d be around long enough to sod my back yard. I hope they are thankful.