And nearly all the mailboxes in town have been excavated. Anybody who does not dig out their mailbox is risking that the snow plow will hit it... bend it over... crush it... knock it off its post …
I went for a beautiful 5 mile ski (on traditional cross country skis) yesterday. I stopped a couple times to listen to the silence in the absence of any wind in the pine needles. Then a woodpecker would rat-tat-a-tat in the distance, or a flock of black birds would break the silence overhead.
The little "belly button" in the snow is the top of an Adirondack Chair...
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