That heavy wet snow
The snow that night (2-28-12) was full of water and hard to shovel the next morning. The bad disks in my lower back sent the message: "Use good body mechanics when lifting that stuff or we're going out."
Our neighbor to the west always shovels first. (In comparison, I feel like a slacker.) Shovel in one hand, and camera in the other, what caught my eye that morning were patterns in the snow. On the sidewalk, early morning walkers left bold footprints. On the road, cars left squishy tracks.
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