It started out a lovely Sunday morning. I love fresh snow in the mornings, especially when I don't have to commute. I opened up my front door to see the lovely sight, and this is what I saw...(click on images to view larger).
My entire steps and porch were covered with snow up to four feet in some areas. So then I opened up the garage door...
My parents stayed the night and they were going to leave this morning, but couldn't get their Jeep out. Needless to say, they spent an extra night here.
So I got out my trusty snowblower and started the process of clearing the snow. As I plowed through, a neighbor came out to help.
Pretty soon, it became a neighborhood event. I'm so lucky to live in such a gracious community. The bishop had canceled church services and so he was out digging with everyone else. This is us digging out our porch and steps.
This is the rest of the crew helping out on the driveway. Landon even got into the action until he was nailed in the nose with someone's shovel. Then he was inside nursing a bloody nose for a while. The lesson learned is don't get in the way of an eight-man shoveling machine.
Even though it was a lot of work and certainly not what we expected to wake up to; it was actually a lot of fun. Now Landon and I can make a big igloo!
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