We have been dumped on. Dumped with snow. Lots of snow.
Thirty-seven point one inches already leaving ONLY 3.6 inches until we reach the record for the snowiest December ever!

At times my branches do feel a little extra weight. Forty fingers to fit into gloves, eight feet to push into boots, one wheelchair to shovel out when stuck, and eight rosy cheeks to kiss.

Not much to do but honker down and enjoy the warmth of our abode. No one needs to fish our van out of a snow bank.