Hey! Thanks to my neighbour down the road who scooted over in his ATV plow. You offered to plow our driveway when you saw the old broads with shovels flinging the white stuff around. I wheezed out a 'thankyou, we got it' but you scraped away the road-plow hill at the end of the drive anyway. And that would have been a killer. So my next batch of freshly baked bread, still warm from the oven, is headed over! —Good Dog Molly