I never thought we'd be shoveling snow the week before Easter. Goodness, it was deep and heavy - not a good time to have a garage in the back of the house (long, long driveway).
The snow was that sticky kind - great for making snowmen, but bad for sticking to the trees. The branches got so heavy that many of them broke off. Our neighbor's cars got bombarded.
I was a little nervous about Bruce shoveling the snow in our front yard, because we have so many tall trees. This picture really looks like a load of snow is ready to be dumped on his head.
