I love this old picture. That's my Dad on a snow drift in front of our house. I used to play "Treking Across the Snowy Plains" on those drifts. Look how high the snow would get in those days. We would put up snow fences in the fields between the houses in hopes of keeping the road passable. You can see the barn in the background. The snow would blow into the open cow shelters and make caves in which to play. FUN.