Zen and the Art of Snow Removal

Can you smell it in the air? Snow is coming. Staring down the barrel of the first snow event of the season is like getting on a roller coaster for the first time in 10 years - at least it is for those of us who have to go out and clear it as part of our vocation. Every storm has a personality, a life of it's own. You have to make fast friends with the snow or it will make your life miserable. In the end, it all goes away and we forget how good or bad it was because it moves so fast. I guess in a way, working snow is like many things in life. New events create trepidation, then acceptance and adjustment, and later the event passes, we move on and the memories fade. Until the next one comes along. Can you smell it in the air? I can.