Tuesday, 12 April, 1966, The Frances Hubbard Diaries
Beautiful, sunny day, some clouds, fifty. Warmest of the spring. I ironed until my head started to ache. David took down snow fence and cleaned up behind the house.
Comment: We always put up a short stretch of wooden snow fence just west of the front lawn to prevent the snow from drifting over the walk way...sometimes it didn't work that well.....our dog Prince, the first winter after he fell off the tower and broke his left hip. You can see he's kinda gimpy.....
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