Digging out

Houston (and Roanoke and Lincolnton), we have a problem.

See, about three feet of snow fell in two storms between last Friday and this Wednesday. I spent most of five days shoveling - yesterday's post shows the result out front. In my postage-stamp-sized backyard there was no place to go but up, so the front and right sides of Penny the Prius ended up nestled in a six-foot-deep blanket of the white stuff I'd thrown from the narrow path I needed to keep open for my downstairs guest.

Two sessions with the shovel yesterday yielded the result you see here - an Everest, or rather Olympus Mons, that climbs over the back porch railing and the side fence to meet piles on the other side of each. I've cleared a two-foot-wide path that may give Penny enough room to turn into our narrow alley. I made it past both right-side doors but now I'm up to the main pile. It looks like clearing the right front wheel will require moving several cubic yards of snow 50 ft. down the alley to the curb.

It's a balmy 37° here so no help is coming from that direction. Can I get it done by tomorrow night? Stay tuned.