Buried

Remember this picture of the car across the street from my door?
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Well, here it is almost eight hours later:
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Almost gone.

Here’s the front yard (and I use the term “yard” loosely in describing the foot-wide space). The drifts almost are up to the normal height (like waist-high or something) fence.snow11

My street:
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It’s still snowing, so maybe I’ll get the three feet that would make it interesting.

(By the way, I probably should have brightened or color-corrected or something today’s pictures. But, it’s a snow day, and I haven’t had my tea.)

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