The aftermath.

The plow finally cleared out the circle around 9 p.m. last night. We've been left with a massive snowbank that is about 10 feet high, 20-30 feet thick, and perhaps 40 feet long.

That's me at the base of the snowbank, wearing my blue coat.

The plow could not push all the snow to the side, so it spreads out into the circle. My father dug a 10 foot path to the neighbor's mailbox so they could get their mail. Chandler thinks the snowbank is great fun to climb on.

Woohoo! King of the snowbank!