Snow that I grew up with from time to time in Spokane...
Maybe not "Montana" snow or "Colorado" snow,
but it sure isn't Seattle snow either...

Two feet and getting deeper...

Just out the sliding glass doors to my parents' back deck
where the roof stops and the snow begins...

Out the front door...

Out the side door to the side yard...

Further out the front door/Front walkway...

They make sure the birds are well fed...