Spring snow storm

Sunday morning around 5 a.m., it started snowing here in the Grand Valley. Big, fluffy flakes like the kind that fell incessantly for the three years I lived in Pennsylvania.These are buds on the apricot tree in our front yard.

I woke up around 8, threw on my snow boots, coat and hat over my pajamas and headed out the back door in search of our snow shovel — it doesn't snow much here and we end up using the snow shovel more as a leaf shovel.

I had to let our neighbor's dog, Marley, out and decided that I'd shovel our walks while I was at it.It wasn't too cold and I really enjoyed the peacefulness of the morning so I shoveled our walk and driveway ... and four of our neighbors — just because I was in the mood.

After I was done, the rest of the family was up and I was joined by Margaret who helped do a little more shoveling.
One of the things that comes with age is self-consciousness. I mean, how many adults do you know would simply lie down in a neighbor's yard when you wanna take a break from shoveling?
We call Mar, the snow cow, because she loves to eat snow. She would've eaten the yard clean if we'd let her.
After breakfast, Bill and Mar built this snow wizard ... you know, because snow men are just so passe.