This is the pile of snow at the end of our street. When the snow plow comes they push it all here. There is a band of grade school age boys that stand guard over it, reshaping it to fit the latest make believe battle or other adventure. Since we have lived here the mound has never made it to April.The rising temperatures of early spring turn what's left of it into a small pile of dirt in the last days of March. 01 January 2011
Snow Mountain
This is the pile of snow at the end of our street. When the snow plow comes they push it all here. There is a band of grade school age boys that stand guard over it, reshaping it to fit the latest make believe battle or other adventure. Since we have lived here the mound has never made it to April.The rising temperatures of early spring turn what's left of it into a small pile of dirt in the last days of March.
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