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You know what is buckets of fun? Tromping through seven inches of snow as you whack heavy snow off five trees worth of pine branches. Then I shoveled the front sidewalk. It's already covered again.

Snow? You are welcome Oct.-Feb. when you are nice and dry and fluffy. You are welcome in March, even. We expect you in March! Do not hassle me in April.

My arms are all wobbly now.