I don't really care how many inches have fallen or when the plows will finally find their way down our little street. I just go out and shovel our little path from the front door to the sidewalk, ensuring the mailbox is accessible for our mail lady. I slowly work my way to clearing out our vehicles so we can get into the snow filled road when needed.
|Saturday morning. Ginger is wondering when I'm gonna get started on clearing her a path. |
We still had plenty of snow falling at this time.
|I did my part. Your turn plows...|
One way the storm changed our routine, was to keep us out of the woods for a few days. We did our walks along the unplowed, but lightly traveled streets of the neighborhood until yesterday. After a bit of higher temps and some melting, Ginger and I tested out the woods for a quick walk. I had to post hole for most of it, but it was doable and later in the day, all three of us headed into the woods for some off leash fun.
|Finally back into the woods.|
So bring it Mother Nature. Just don't keep us out of your woods for too long.