Note the depth of the snow: up to the sliding screen door handles.Who knew that a flimsy screen could hold up all that snow.
My hero: The man with the plow. He told me that this Chevy needed a new transmission this year. Considering the back and forth and up and down, I'm not surprised. He really knows how to gun it and make the snow fly. He even knew how to fix the snow blower when it sheared a pin on some ice. Who knew they could be so delicate?
And this is proof of the Axiom that the farther away the Snow is, the Prettier it is.
This is the vista on my way home from doctor visits. Too bad these fields are so far away from Boston. There's plenty of room for "snow storage" here.
Above and below are views from Kimball Road between Merrimac and Newton. I'm hoping there will be at least a little green soon.
The shadow line indicates the distance between the top of the snow and the road bed. At least 4 feet here.