Make a new path .... Shovelling Crap .... Clear the Way.

The image above is the view from my stoop.  The brownish frozen clump mashed in front of it is dog poop (not my dog's & it's driving her crazy.)  As gross as it sounds, I've got frozen dog poop buried beneath the snow in my backyard ... even stuck in one spot like that.  It doesn't bother me too much.  Not as much as having to shovel the massive mound of ice bricks from the road that were piled up against the foot of my shovelled path.

Look down and you'll see what I mean ....

This image to the right gives you a better idea of what the end of

the path should actually look like.  It's my neighbour's :-)

Mine looked like that on Sunday before the snow plows

came by and hoisted the ice from the road onto the path,

filling in about 30 minutes of shovelling (sigh.)

Anyway.

There's no use complaining.  Clearly my neighbour has the right

idea: Make a New Path.  It's a simple as that.

When life blows chunks of whatever the substance,

clear the way & make a new path.

~k.