It’s the most dangerous time
of the year! Snow. Melt. Freeze. Snow.
Melt. Freeze. Repeat the pattern. Around Bon Bon Pond, there’s nary a safe spot
in which to walk. The driveway is by far
the worst. Each daily trip to the
mailbox represents a risk to life and limb.
Even the area wildlife are wary, giving the top section a wide
berth. No dummies, my deer cross over
from the front yard to the gazebo area down by the end of the driveway where it’s
melted and the pavement has appeared.
Spring is right around the
corner . . . if we can just survive the ice.
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| Figure skating, anyone? |
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| No fear, my deer stick to the snow! |
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