Just a note: Don't drive over the hump. You know the hump: That mound of snow that the plow leaves when it passes by. If you drive over it, you pack it down, making it nearly impossible to remove. Nothing but sun and chiseling will take care of it.
The Snow Man Cometh!
After hour of shoveling and blowing, I return home tired, soaked, and soar. Yet, I feel strangely satisfied.
Just a note: Don't drive over the hump. You know the hump: That mound of snow that the plow leaves when it passes by. If you drive over it, you pack it down, making it nearly impossible to remove. Nothing but sun and chiseling will take care of it.
Posted by Surly Dave on
Friday, March 2, 2007
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