I grew up in Michigan where it snowed a lot, but seldom drifted a great deal. Even now, in iowa, when snow falls and settles thick on the evergreems, we call it a Michigan snow. I lived for a few years in Kansas, and now in Iowa, and have learned how hard packed drifted snow can be. We had winds last Saturday gusting over 30 miles per hour, with lots of loose snow on the ground. The drifting snow blew my driveway shut with drifts as deep as my mailbox. When the plow came by the pile got even higher, nearly to my shoulders. The snowblower worked great, but I had to use a spade to break the pile down ahead of it, because it was packed so hard. How wonderful to have a machine like a snow blower to throw the snow, and how wonderful to have local farmers who come by to move more of the snow out of the way later. Blessings, Tom
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