I do not miss that at all, gotta tell ya. While it is picturesque and soothes my soul, the hours of labor it demands quickly become tiresome for me. I will never forget Jodi standing on maybe a 4-5 ft tall ledge chipping it off to me running the snow blower underneath. She looked me dead in the eye and says “I am done, this is my last winter up here” That girl was serious!
And I don't blame her. As I get older I can see why there are so many retired people that spend winters or at least February, in Fla. or Tx/Az. They don't call them "snow birds" for nothing.