It snowed all night long.
The rest of us worked. And worked. Trying to clean up the mess from the windstorm/power outage of last July and the heavy snowfall earlier this winter.
We made our children do most of the work (just kidding, although they did quite a bit), but they couldn't handle the chainsaw. Even Joy was pretty good at gathering the smaller branches and putting them in about 10 piles scattered about the property.
Mike is still wondering how to get that wedged broken branch down. He is not too thrilled with the idea of climbing up that tree.
The girls took a break to have a sword fight. Eva ended up gouging Ivy in the eye. Not pretty.
One day we will have to sell this property. I love having all the room and privacy, but the upkeep is a bit much for us old folks. We now need to get a truck to haul all the piles of branches to the burn pile. See how large the piles are in the background of the picture above? We'll be contributing to global warming this spring.