Saturday Snapshot—when a shovel wasn’t enough to clear the snow
I grew up on a farm in southwestern Ontario. In winter we had plenty of snow. Banks of it in our yard, in the lane and along the road– and a long laneway to the road. Here’s my father blowing snow using the tractor and snow blower. There was no warm cab to sit in.
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