#Ilovewinter #2 in a series I'd just finished shovelling the deck and was planning to jump into the massive mound of snow rather than track snow through the house. Marian was kind enough to point out that we'd buried a wooden box that I probably wouldn't want to land on (and she didn't really want to have to call paramedic son to pick me up with a broken leg) so I moved over a few feet...good thing too because I went up to my waist in snow when I jumped.