Last week, we had a blizzard, and two feet of snow on the ground.
And I had this in my driveway:
We had a little snow melt, but not much at all.
Today, I have this in my driveway.
We don’t own a snow blower, or a plow.
But I do have this guy:
And he has a shovel.
And that’s why I write romance. *swoon*