Air temperature 34 F, wind north about 3 mph, overcast with scattered fog. Couple of inches of snow overnight, then rain, sloppy mess out there. Shoveled a path to get our trash bin out to the road. More efforts later.
Some person or persons unknown turns around in the end of our driveway before it is cleared. This leaves us with packed ruts stuck down to the asphalt, curses be upon them and their line unto seven generations . . .
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