This morning, I woke to several inches of fresh, beautiful, slushy snow.
The radio said it was “heart attack snow,” as the water content was very high. I told myself it would make a great workout – but finding the (preferably day-lit) time would be tricky.
But barely an hour later, as I was on my first conference call of the day, I heard a growling from the street. A minute later, my neighbor appeared on his ATV, with a plow blade strapped to the front. He quickly turned my slushy heart-attack mess into a neatly cleared driveway. He even did the sidewalks for half the block. Hooray for good neighbors! I will bake a sweet thanks this weekend.
Across the street, I have a different type of neighbor with the local car stereo/rims/alarms business. For months, I’ve noticed a correlation between the presence of the bright red Hummer and the house-shaking bass that rattles the pictures on my wall.
Earlier this week, for the first time, I saw the front of the Hummer. (Usually, it’s parked facing the building.)
It takes all kinds.