A high school friend mentioned on her Facebook profile that she was heading out to do yardwork today. I smiled, because Phil and the boys were heading out to do a different kind of yardwork in our yard on this first day of spring.
First, to do any yardwork, you must find the yard. After digging for several minutes Phil though he'd struck what was probably the lawn.
Phil made a snow scooper for the boys out of a milk jug and O Boy had tons of fun wandering around chipping away at the endless mountains of snow around our yard. Did he make an impact? Hard to say.
Here they are catching snowflakes in their mouths. Little Sweetie was only catching snowflakes by coincidence rather than intention as she screamed the whole time I was taking their picture.
This is the first year we've had so much snow pile up to our windows. The height of this peak is well over my head and is coming a quarter of the way up into our living room windows. It's so high right now that you can even see it out our bedroom windows. If you've been to our house, you know that's very high!
Looking from the inside out. If it gets much higher, I might start feeling claustrophobic.
Instead of doing any digging in the garden today (it's buried under several feet of snow), Mr. T was helpfully shoveling snow.