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My wife, Lori, walks our dog Molly just down the street from our house. As a short-legged Basset Hound, Molly struggles in the deep snow.

Lori chases me with a snow boulder, while our neighbors shovel their snow.

Above: Our neighbor, Liz, works on making a snow angel in front of her house.

Above left: Lori left her hand prints in the snow. Wind blows the snow off tree limbs.

Bottom left: A bush was covered with snow.

Lori lays on the five-foot mound of snow in front of our house.

Snow blankets the banks of the Monoshone Creek in the Wissahickon Valley Park.

My friend Kipp and I went for a hike down to the Wissahickon. Here are our shadows as we hiked home on Johnson Street.

Our street with the mounds of snow piled high on the sidewalks.