It's been a windy, snowy 24 hours here in the Boston area. It's so pretty...
but, boy is it heavy. There's a layer of slush on the bottom which makes it difficult to pick up. I went out my front door to shovel and I couldn't find it. Turns out the wind knocked it over and then it got buried under a pile of snow.
I was pleasantly surprised when I started to shovel. The snow wasn't nearly as deep as I thought it would be.
That is, until I went out my back door to shovel the walkway back there:
Wherever you live, I hope you're staying warm and safe.