Complication

I'm sure you've heard these words in relation to the U.S. Postal Service:

Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.

Well.

I'm here to tell you . . . Lies!

See.  Here's MY mailbox.

 

Covered with snow.

Completely covered.*

Actually, it's kind of buried in the snow.

Just like all the rest of the mailboxes on my street.

Turns out . . . if the mail man/woman can't access your mailbox, they don't deliver your mail.

Sometimes for days at a time.

Which puts a bit of a damper on the Month of Letters!**

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*  During a Winter Like This One, you really have to stay on top of your mailbox situation.  Tom was out of town last week, and the snow (and snow plow "leavings") really piled up.  It was too icy and heavy (those plow chunks. . .) for me to handle, so we didn't get mail for a couple of days.  Tom dug us out on Saturday.  (Photos above are post-dig-out.)

**  At least we live on a not-frequently-plowed street.  Mailboxes on main streets . . . don't fare so well!  See?  No mailbox.  Certainly no mail delivery!  (Happens all the time on main streets.)