Personally, I'm tired of snow removal this week.

With two feet of new and drifting snow in several waves over four days, I've run my snowblower twice, scraped and brushed my car and truck (my wife's car and the camper get the garage), snow-raked the roof edges twice, and shoveled my sidewalks, front stoop, sharply sloped driveway, and back entrance five times. I also removed the hard icy hump left at the bottom of my driveway by the city plows four times. I also helped three neighbors with their driveways. All of this two feet of winter wonderment sits atop a quarter inch of smooth clear ice which made dignified walking impossible, and contributed to a slight groin muscle pull.

Tomorrow morning at first light I can do it all again, as there is now a fresh eight inch layer of new snow for me to move before I go to the dentist in the morning to fix this toothache.

And yes, breathing super-cooled air with a toothache is a humbling experience.
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The man got the powr but the byrd got the wyng