A steady, light snow for hours. Over time it piles up, six inches deep.
Our feeders which were so generous seem puny and insignificant in
My summer’s dirt-digging has paid off in spades as I
shovel snow from the driveway. Our cats watch me through the window,
fascinated by the futility of it all. It’s a lot easier to shovel a
little bit at a time, more than once, than to wait until all the snow
has fallen, but the driveway is white again by the time I’m done.