Devastator and I were out shoveling the driveway early this morning--there's my exercise for the day! I did enjoy the smell of someone's fireplace. It reminded me of when I had a paper route in middle school and would be trudging across the tundra at 5:30 am, delivering news to accompany pancakes and sausages (this was the 70's--everyone ate sausage, and lots of it--mmmm, clogged arteries).
Now I have to ski over to work and shovel the walkway there--yay! For all who have only a vista of white today, here is a little bit of color.