Sort of Annoying

OK we woke up this morning to another four to six inches of fresh show - drifting higher in some places because it's still quite windy. And even though the snow isn't coming down right now - big clumps are falling from trees to hit the sidewalk right behind me as I shovel. 

My good-natured neighbor smiles and says “Isn’t it pretty!” He’s right – but frankly I’ve had enough pretty for this year. And we still have February and March to get through – never mind the occasional snowfall in April.

Out I went, yesterday early morning, and again today to shovel the walks leading to the house. Dave uses the snow blower for the main sidewalks. I push, lift and toss, push, lift and toss, piles on each side of me getting bigger – some of the lightweight snow rolling right back down onto the walk. I'm running out of places to put it all - our bushes are hidden beneath white piles, roof covered in white. Then, when I finish the walkways and porches I “shovel” a path around the back yard for poor Fenway.

He’s not a winter-outdoor kind of dog – Boston Terriers have no underfur – so has to suffer the indignity of a “snowsuit” or sweater when he ventures out to “be a good boy”. This morning he had to go out before we shoveled – so he was literally up to his nose in snow. Not sure how he managed to lift his leg, and then run out a second time to squat somewhere in the white.            

We try to keep police the yard every day to bag up his good boy “deposits” but with fresh snow falling every night this becomes somewhat of a challenge. I know the spring melt will uncover lots of his lovely brown deposits that get hidden every day. Not his fault – but still….it’s going to be messy.

So please whoever-is-in-charge-of-weather…..enough pretty for this year.