Digging Grandpa to his Door

We took my gpa back to his house after his three week holiday vacation.

Everything looked so beautiful.

But alas, when we got to his house, the view turned from beauty to work as we surveyed the task at hand. We needed to somehow get gpa up his 1/2 mile driveway which was covered in 2 1/2 feet of snowy ice and a fallen tree.

Eight hours later, and a lot of sore muscles, we got him inside. By the time we left if it was dark and in the negative degree temps.

We dug and dug and dug. Our van got stuck three times. And the little girls made houses in the snow.

At least we all made it to our respective homes safely, and the view is again beautiful.