With a fresh foot or so on the ground, I had the privilege of breaking the trail yesterday.
But, oh, the running back and forth on the way back!
There really has been a lot of snow lately.
The other day, between storms, the plow guy sent the front loader to push back and move snow from right by the house to the snow mountain at the end of the driveway.
The guy is an artist with that big thing. He tapped down the snow so the heat exchangers can breathe.
He made me a place to access the snow shoe path through the field.
And he cleared as close to the truck as he possibly could have without scraping it.
I’m so grateful that I have lots of space to put the extra snow, and that someone comes with a big machine and moves it there for me.