Two fires going. Making a path for the dog. Kids sledding. Chains on tires. The winds. My man worked on clearing our driveway nearly the entire day: when you've got 1/8 mile long driveway and more than 2 feet of snow covering it, that is a serious job.
At nearly dinner, he came in and stretched out on the couch.
"To the end?" I asked.
"Yep," he said.
|she helped too|
|the novelty will soon wear off|
|headed front to sled|