After the blizzard, before the snowplow

Stella had to ‘go’ outside, so we stepped out the back door.

We weren’t outside long. Soon we heard my neighbor plowing his way into my driveway.

I was trapped by the snowdrifts, but now I’m free again after Paul came and plowed–see another video of him plowing.

Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.

Susan Manzke