

the path to the backyard
you can see where Dad snow-plowed to no avail
also below, tried to keep the back door clear...
there's a green table under there too (on the left) - shows how high the non-previously blown out areas wereNo chance of anyone breaking into our house
- or us getting out!
Even the front door was impassable on Wed. morning after the big snowfall - we had to wait for a neighbour to blow a path to the door to let us out (thank the Lord for nice neighbours who helped us more than once!)
- but no thot of trying to drive a car... even with snow tires!

Looking out my bedroom window - the snow ridge came right up and the tables and little wooden bench have all but disappeared!

A trip downtown was easily cancelled and I went to play in the mounds of fresh, sparkling, dazzling, soft snow - just like a kid again!
and got out the skiis again - easier than trying to wade thru hip-high snow!
The following week we had the girls over for a day of fun while the boys went with Opa, and Maurice & his boys to the Sportsman Show - or so they intended. They had a fun day anyways and got back earlier and with money still pockets :)

Maria glowing after a slide down the hill w. auntie

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