Have you been wondering to yourself: What must it be like to live in the midst of the historic February 2019 snow-dump on the rural north Olympic Peninsula of Washington State? Please, let me fill you in. For starters, our front yard is a swimming pool of snow and I haven't seen the bottom fence beam since February 8th: That's when my husband and I officially got snowed-in our remote private property. We share a fence line with Department of Natural Resources land that connects to Olympic National Forest land, to give you an idea of the remote logistics. Due to the length of the driveway (over one-tenth of a mile) and us not having any major machinery to the move the snow, it's been a shoveling game for over a week: But, since we have supplies, we aren't injured and aren't in serious need of anything, we haven't made it top priority to get out, especially since the local 'news' from neighbors was that the county roads are covered with snow
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