It's been a week since the blizzard and I can finally get to the house without leaving the car by the road and walking. Giovanni is down in the woods bucking up downed trees. I will help him stack next year's firewood tomorrow.
This may not look like much, but it's the first step, literally and literally. The first step I've taken to finish the house (and get settled in). The first step from the old love shack (I'm reusing in the new). Everything else has been cleanup after the final flurry of construction and of snow.