Aye, fight the snow and you may die…They may take away our icy cold, but they’ll never take away our freeeedommmmm!

Is these unfreezing temps I see before me? Art thou sensible or but warmth of the mind, sirens to sap us of our flinty snow-fighting powers?

Once more out to the snowblower, dear friends.

It is interesting that when I sit on the couch in our living room, the snow in the deck is above my head.