But, this afternoon was devoted to snow removal. We bundled up and trudged out into the still howling wind and horizontally blowing snow to assess the damage. Drifts everywhere...across the driveway, in front of the garage, about three feet on our walkway, no county road to be seen. So, it was back into the house to get even warmer clothes on and to grab the implements of winter:
snow shovels, bigger snow shovels, brooms and bigger brooms.
After a couple of hours we got our four-wheel drive Rodeo dug out and a pathway to the garage. Then we tackled the drifts by the garage doors. We both looked at the three-foot high and 10-foot wide drift across the road (and that's just what we could see through the blowing snow). Our measly shovels weren't a match, but we would NOT be defeated! So, we got the Rodeo out, put it in four-wheel drive and gunned it over the drift. Okay, so we did that. We had nowhere to go. Wait! We could always go to the post office! So, out to the highway, down the hill and over the river and through the woods...no, I'm geting carried away. But, we did make it to the post office (nothing but junk mail, wouldn't you know).