HA. . . I'd never turn that on the world!

I'm off the hook, ChickieChickie. . . I ain't got no photos of myownself doin' snow removal up here above the Arctic Circle.

I do, however, have some pretty cool ones of a hiddie snow removal project Blanchard and I did on my birthday back at Tamarack one year. Our deck was 6 feet under Sierra Cement and we'd shoveled it for something heinous like 10 days runnin'. We were at the point of having to throw each load up 6 feet above us.

SOOOOOOO. . . Blanchard comes hip hop happy puppin' home early one day with a Custom Blanchard One Off Igloo saw for me as a BirDayPemmie. (I still have it. . . I still use it. . . it ROCKS. . . solid oak handles, 60 61 T6 Aluminum and all.)

We spent the next 2 days harvesting igloo blocks off our deck and we built the bitchenest igloo, EVAH, right down to the little alcoves for candles and a real cold sink entrance.

It was RAD!

That sucker lasted til June!

I laminated an artful sign and hung it out above the entrance:

BLANCHARD'S GUEST COTTAGE

Put a candle in a champagne bottle up there to keep the sign lit, crossed some skis over the entrance and hung out out there a lot.

Someday I'm'a gwan hafta sift through all the photos and find those. They're pretty funny.

But. . .until then. . . you'll just have to paint a detailed mental image!

:-)

Could be on a dog's life, but enjoy life fits too. She loves the snow.

this thread reminds me that this life, from nothing, from no thing,

is more like stumbling across that sumptuous pregnant tinaja in a moment of dire need than knott.

I didn't even know I was looking for a life and this is what I got?!