Beware of What You Wish For Department

At least I am no longer looking at mud.



The brother in law came by with the blade on his four wheeler and scraped us out just after sunrise, so this is what has come down in the last three hours.



The feathered forest freeloaders are letting me know that I need to do some clearing out of the Little Grey Bungalow Cafe. Guess I'll put my boots on.



'Specially because somebody wants to go for a walk. You can take the dog out of northern Germany, but you can't take northern Germany out of the dog. He loves snow and will spend all day outside if we let him.

(am now of course asking myself the same question everyone else in town is asking. How long before the power goes out?)