The Snowiest Winter Yet

This is our 4th winter in Boston (Greg's 5th) and it has been the coldest, snowiest one yet.  The snow just never stops.  We continue to get pounded with storm after storm and we are running out of places for the snow.  The sound of snow plows has become like a rhythmic heartbeat, my snow boots are my new permanent feet, our fence is somewhere beneath the snow long gone and the sound of our car starting sounds like "kuh,kuh,kuh,kuh.....kuh, kuh,kuhCAN'T do it."  At this rate, it might take the entire summer to melt the giant mountain snow piles in our grocery store parking lots.  But Jude loves the snow - at least he likes the taste of it.  Here is a little window into our world (except these pics were taken before yesterday's snow).