I woke up early this morning to find our deck snowbound.
I found out that my day's plans were going to have to be modified a bit as the International Festival down at the Overture Center had been canceled. I shoveled yesterday and my back is killing me so I let Stevie fire up the snowblower only to have it die after a few minutes. While he attempted to breathe life into it once again, I snapped a few pictures.
There's a retaining pond out back and the ducks were all hanging out on the far shore.
The creek that handles the runoff was calm. I found some paw prints near the footbridge so I assume that someone's hound was out having a blast in the snow.