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Just got home from a road trip weekend to four inches of snow on the ground. And what looks like the tracks of a fight in the front yard.
While shoveling the driveway I think I figured out what all the tracks were about (because while my house was very quiet this weekend, apparently my yard was the happenin' place to be!).
Friday I had to shovel the driveway before I left - only about two inches but I knew we were expecting a storm on Saturday, so - drive and walks were clear when I left, and there was about an inch to two inches of snow in the yard. Friday sometime after I left I got an oil delivery - the bill was stuck in the storm door (I hate it when they put it stuck to the storm door because it isn't protected from the weather). It must have been Friday as they did not disturb any snow - and I had shoveled the path enough for them to get to the tank).
Friday night into Saturday it snowed about four-ish inches. Mail came on Saturday after most of the snow had fallen - his prints were pretty clear. Also on Saturday someone had a big old party all over my front yard - or there was a deathmatch by all the prints and trails. I am assuming, since the tracks come from the general direction of next door, that the little girls who live next door annexed my yard to theirs to expand their play. I am also guessing by what I could see by the light of the nearest streetlamp that they were either dragging each other about or perhaps making snow angels (probably the snow angels thing... my clean expanse of unmarked yard was probably too tempting to pass up).
I arrived home to shovel out the driveway. Which was neither difficult nor long to do.
The weekend, I think, was very successful. Although I am sure there will likely be at least one more weekend like this one. And whew, I am tired tired tired!
While shoveling the driveway I think I figured out what all the tracks were about (because while my house was very quiet this weekend, apparently my yard was the happenin' place to be!).
Friday I had to shovel the driveway before I left - only about two inches but I knew we were expecting a storm on Saturday, so - drive and walks were clear when I left, and there was about an inch to two inches of snow in the yard. Friday sometime after I left I got an oil delivery - the bill was stuck in the storm door (I hate it when they put it stuck to the storm door because it isn't protected from the weather). It must have been Friday as they did not disturb any snow - and I had shoveled the path enough for them to get to the tank).
Friday night into Saturday it snowed about four-ish inches. Mail came on Saturday after most of the snow had fallen - his prints were pretty clear. Also on Saturday someone had a big old party all over my front yard - or there was a deathmatch by all the prints and trails. I am assuming, since the tracks come from the general direction of next door, that the little girls who live next door annexed my yard to theirs to expand their play. I am also guessing by what I could see by the light of the nearest streetlamp that they were either dragging each other about or perhaps making snow angels (probably the snow angels thing... my clean expanse of unmarked yard was probably too tempting to pass up).
I arrived home to shovel out the driveway. Which was neither difficult nor long to do.
The weekend, I think, was very successful. Although I am sure there will likely be at least one more weekend like this one. And whew, I am tired tired tired!