We had more snow!

Makes it a bit awkward for those patio parties.

I had only shoveled half the patio last time it snowed so I really had to do the whole thing this time. Rockwell only went after the shovel a couple of times, contenting himself with digging for buried treasure elsewhere in the tiny yard.

He discovered something particularly nice over by where the garden is in the summer, but I never did find out what “it” was. Thank goodness, I suppose.