Mother nature recently provided this winter's first snow/ice storm. Coincidentally, it also happened to be our first snow at this house. While we didn't get a snow in, there was just enough on the ground to get my husband out of bed at 7:30 to go outside and play. This summer he bought a 4-wheeler that came with a snow plow and salt spreader. Before I could brush my teeth and get downstairs he was suited up and ready to plow.
Off to a great start!
The house must have shielded the top of the drive from accumulating too much ice, but the rest of the driveway was covered.
I'd been nursing a cold for a few days (well, still am) so at first I wanted nothing to do with the cold. But after watching Pat romp around I found myself suiting up, too. We took a quick ride and snapped a few pics.
There was a thin layer of ice on pretty much everything.
The lake and our neighbor's pond had a layer of ice on them, too. Yes, that's Pat standing on the ice. Even jumped a few times. He's smiling but I wasn't amused (fine... I really was, but not until after he got off the ice without incident).