Yes, Bee, it was a riot. Faulkner, who is a black dog, did some jumping around today to help clear a path, but no yipping for help-- he was having a good time.

Following his track, my wide farm boots and strong legs pushed a good path open to the shed and I found all the shovels I needed. I know Hardi's plow pattern with the Deere like the back of my hand, so I won't need to overdo.

~S~