We got the first blast of snow yesterday, then it cleared enough to shovel to get to an Oakwood party in Donovan's garage. Then this morning we awoke up to another 6" and a second chance to spend time with Mr. Shovel.
"Garage" implies grease-stained pitted concrete, and an odor of lawnmowers and dog kennels. This one has heated terrazzo floors, a mini kitchen, refrigator ... just in case a party might break out. This was a typical Minnesota "BYOB and a dish to pass" gathering. It was all good; Oakwood has a very strong sense of community which ruled the evening.