A funny story from when Liam and I were shovelling this afternoon... I was on our porch clearing it off when I noticed the guy next door throwing his snow ONTO THE SIDEWALK I'D JUST CLEARED. He finally saw me glaring at him (from under my toque and the hood of my coat), and kind of sheepishly backed off.
I can totally see turf wars erupting over every available square inch where one might possibly pile snow. There's just no room for it all.
P.S. Sorry these pics are so crummy. I have yet to master taking pictures of snow. It's tricky.