And a Pear Tree in a Skating Rink (176)

When I was a child in Michigan, my mother would shovel the snow in the back yard into banks around the edges. She would then hook the hose to the basement faucet and flood the yard inside the banks. As the ice built up she would use hot water to smooth it out. She would do this night after night, after work in the dark, with a porch light shining so we could skate. I drew this card one year for her.