Beware the Ferocious Snowdog

Yesterday afternoon, the kids and I went out in the backyard to play in the perfect wet snow. Along with lugging them around on the sled (wet snow: not so good for pulling sleds in), we also made a snowdog:



Just now I glanced out the window of my office to observe the neighbor dog out of his yard, standing about fifteen feet from the snowdog, barking ferociously.

Guess it's more realistic than I thought.

Shows List Updated

Only one or two additions (most notably Robyn Hitchcock), but still, there it is. Next Saturday is a free showing of Pancake Mountain at Flywheel in Easthampton. Pancake Mountain is a smart and non-condescending kids' show with all sort of music that you don't think of as kids' music -- Arcade Fire, The Evens, etc. It's out of D.C. and it looks like a bucket of fun.

Off that subject: I'm still sort of stunned at what snow removal involves here. It's not just clearing the streets, but it also involves carting the snow off somewhere mysterious and, eventually, clearing the sidewalks and the right of way between the sidewalk and the road, at least on fairly significant arteries (which includes our road). We certainly still have to clear our sidewalk (and/or happily gaze upon our snow-blower-blessed neighbor doing so) but within a few days the city has done it.