One of the neatest thing about living in a small town populated with many retirees is to see how things come to life in the morning--especially when we have received a snowfall.
The pick-ups with plows on them were out in force early, weaving in and out of the driveways of folks who had hired them to do their plowing. In a 2-block stretch, there must have been 4 plows. Those that could were out shoveling and snow-blowing at daybreak. By mid-morning most of the sidewalks, driveways, and streets were all cleared and people were sitting around drinking coffee and chatting.
Now we are just waiting for the next winter storm to hit later this weekend.
