These are white lights on our back porch. . .
I tried for awhile to free the tree and set it upright.
Then I gave up.
We valiantly made a dent in what I thought was our sidewalk. . . nope, just the yard.
Finally aligning ourselves with the neighbor's snowblower path, we figured out where our sidewalk was.
I shoveled and shoveled.
You could shovel all day and maybe clear a couple feet.
The neighbor kindly had mercy on me and finished the walks for me.
The kids love this stuff. They worry constantly that they will run out of snow to shovel and I overheard them today chatting about how now they finally have enough. . . no need to hog it, plenty for everyone!
Plenty like 16.8 inches!
