White-Out

Sadly, the pink bear by the front door used to look like this.

I think its my turn to shovel the shed roof. Mona and Dave have already done it each once. At least there is a mound of icy snow on the side I can use to scramble up the back (see bottom left).

If you look long enough, there appears to be a replica of Moby Dick's face in that pile atop the house.