We got buried in snow last night so neighbors were out this morning with their snowblowers, clearing their driveways. The carbon-sweet smell of burning gas/oil mix hung in the air as I was pelted in the face by tiny balls of hail.
Shoveling a really long driveway is back-breaking work. There will be a lot more for me to shovel when I get home. I need to get my own snowblower.
“Heroes” turns 40
1 month ago