A thick, messy, almost creamy concoction. Slathered all over everything. This morning my car looked like a celery stalk cradling a knife-full of cream cheese. Driving to work, I was one of those cars carrying the rectangular "mattress" of snow on top, slowly sluffing off onto the highway (and other cars) as I drove. If you were behind me, I apologize.

This summer is definitely the year to clean out the garage so it can actually be used.