Got some water in the storeroom the other day, so now the stairway and porch look like they did when I first moved in here, with boxes stacked along the walls.

Manful (a.k.a. Loverboy) got on the bobcat and pushed the snow away from the house (too late to avoid the tiny flood, unfortunately), and then went after the garden path.

Then we went out to get some wood. We only need a fire in the evenings now, if we want to sit downstairs, so we went into the bush near the house. He cut down two or three dead trees and sawed them up, and I threw them in the wheelbarrow and hauled them to the house.