This is what my dad does when he comes to town.
Well, I mean, not every time he comes to town because sometimes he comes in July. And while I'm not saying that it would never snow in Utah in July, so far mother nature hasn't been quite that cruel to me.
So, yeah, we've got a giant snow cave in the front yard. Except that now our temperatures are in the toasty high 30s so if we don't see some more snow soon, that sucker is gonna melt right quick.
Not that I'm asking for more snow, mind you. Because I'm not. It's January now. As you well know, I only tolerate snow in December.