Plows again
It's only mid-February, and anyone who had the idea that the cold season might be thinking about leaving early had that delusion smashed when the latest snow paid us a visit. The plows got back on the road, and I had to leap onto a snowbank to avoid being caught up in the clearing action. This storm was all snow, about four inches worth. It was dry powder, too, which was a blessing for the senior shoveling set and a joy for all of us bound and determined to get out on cross-country skis, snowshoes, and foot, cameras in hand, to chronicle this genuine New England winter.