That thought was quickly deflated as I remembered hearing the snowplow scraping the road before the break of dawn. I really did not want to look out our back door to see how much snow had fallen. The back door is always my indicator of how much snow has fallen. I keep a place cleared off so with each new snow fall, I can measure it. Not too bad (4.5"), but bad enough that I knew I would be pushing the snow shovel.
Then of course, we have the front door where each snowfall gets piled up as it slides off the roof.
Whew, shortly after....well not shortly....let's just say a while later...back yard/front yard....DONE!
Well, I thought it was done.....After taking the above pictures and going in the house, I heard the old familiar rumble, rumble, rumble sound that is not a happy sound to hear. I looked out the front door, only to see what I had just scooped had more snow waiting for me. It doesn't look like much but the snow that tumbles from the roof get compacted really quickly and is heavy to move. I scoop it out in layers.
This next picture really made my day. Never before have I seen a fly out walking around in the snow. I'm sure he was just scouting the area looking for some little spot that he could use to sneak into our home.
The rest of these pictures were just some that I took while outside and decided I might as well post them, too.