I shoveled stones yesterday.
You, dear readers, are crying you SHOVELED stones?
It is so. As part of keeping our driveway safe for passage, our snowplow guy cleans the thing.
As our driveway is a white gravel thing (quite striking - I recommend it) he naturally plows a lot of our precious stones into snow banks, the street and all.
When things thaw, as they are wont to do, nature reveals just how many of our sacred, white, expensive designer driveway stones were plowed to the curb. And nature throws them down the street.
My Sainted wife took on the mission: shovel. I, on the other hand, thought a good Matlock would come in handy. Guess who won.
And so: I shoveled stones yesterday. Life doesn't get much better.
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