I just found these photos dated 1968. Perhaps they are appropriate to post now while many family members have struggled with unusal amounts of snow this winter. Without the aid of snow blowers, Dad cleared the road south of the house so the milk truck could reach the milk barn. What a great view across the field to Grandma's house. How many times did you follow the path there to ginger snaps, apples, funny papers and Grandma's fun stories?
The view toward the west, the haystack and the corrals. The sun shining after the storm!
In front of the shop extension window was the most popular place for icicles to grow. I think Ann, Steve and I ate plenty of these. I don't remember the fancy door to the cellar showing on the right of the picture.