...and two to shove two feet of snow off a car roof.
Today, after a week of blizzard confinement & rapidly developing cabin fever, I saw the sky clear.
The air warmed enough to venture outside.
So, armed with a heavy-duty snow-removal tool (brush on one end - scraper on the other), the huge job began, providing more fresh air action than in any exercise gym.
Still, there are limits. I removed enough from windows & hood so as to see where going, though the car's snow crown remained.
Never mind, get on to the store & post office for duties delayed.
Once at local grocer's with supplies purchased & checked-out, the owner braved the snowy street to carry my purchases to the car. This, after offering a fresh hot cup of coffee which I was happy to hold in hands still cold from the snow-removal episode.
As I sipped the hot brew, I glanced out the window.
There was the store's owner scraping the remaining huge snow crown off the roof of my car.