Where are the plows? On this sidestreet, residents took the matter into their own hands. I met a couple guys trying to figure out if they should dig out their cars...knowing that when the plows come through a wall of snow will quickly re-block them.
These two waved to me from the alley they were clearing. Big work--watch for them later in this series.
Bruce's sidestreet was the deepest I'd seen.
Carl! A natural Nanook.
He ate the snow, frolicked in the snow, and shivered his baby dog self.
Is this a stair?
Better take the smooth way down.
OK I'll try. Carl is so little he can just manage stairs.
Pretty soon he was romping.
New friends visited--real snow dogs, if you ask me.
Off to more exploring.
I left Bruce to his task.
Here's a pharmacist from UIC who needs to get to work tomorrow.
She and her pharmacist boyfriend did a nice job on that alley. Let's hope they can get out and spell the healthcare workers who spent last night on site.
Closer to home, there is snow sculpture to be made. ("The sculpture is in there..." said one.)
Look who I ran into on the street--the lovely Laura, shown here in warmer moments during our honey harvest. She said: everyone is smiling, everyone is happy. She's right.
Brand new babies stopped to say hi too...
Everyday Carry, or EDC. Here's mine for the foreseeable future. What a fun day in the snow.