Fun With Dick and Jane
Nothing but
snow...
and more snow...
and more snow...
everywhere we turned.
Meanwhile, using the snowblower, the Pres cut through the deep, crusted piles of snow in back of the garage, opening up a good sized area for the deer to take cover and hunker down. When we watched them struggle around the perimeter of the fence, we wanted to do something for them. Leaping and jumping through it, they would be so helpless if they tried to run.
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Did you notice I am no longer referring to this stuff as "white magic"?
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