Get around round round, I get around

A warning noted on the Google public alerts page (who knew they posted these?!):

Visibilities: one quarter mile or less at times. Precautionary/preparedness actions. Travel will be slow at best on well treated surfaces, and quite difficult on any Unplowed or untreated surfaces.

Check out the streets in my area. While the main drag (Sea Street) is reasonably well plowed, the tiny side streets are, well, an afterthought at best. I understand. Really I do. There’s precious little travel on Wall, Bell and Edgewater. We’re by no means major thoroughfares. During these giant monikered storms (this latest is named Marcus) the plows hit our street once or twice maybe.

our postage stamp sized backyard

I am most def not taking my featherweight Bix out onto the road today. Oh no. I doubt I’d even make it out of the driveway before getting stuck fast in some marauding, ill intentioned drift.

It’s also pretty wild to just hike up to the mailbox through this mess. Thanks to my Yaktrax and a couple of canes, I could actually, safely slog around a bit in this Winter Wonderland. My sister Celeste, smarter cookie that she is, bought snow shoes. They look something like the ones shown in this article.

While out and about before Marcus struck, I noticed something wickedly cool—the city of Quincy had a fleet of, what looked like, wee Tonka earth moving vehicles plowing the sidewalks along Sea Street. Awesome! Hooray for non-Libertarian, semi-demi Socialism!

Meanwhile, here on the back roads, the streets are beginning to remind me of the snow covered maze in The Shining only our maze walls are all snow. No underlying shrubs. Marcus is supposed to add another foot of the frozen stuff. North of Boston may get as much as two more feet.

The spring thaw is gonna be so damn sweet. And wet. Very, very wet. Perhaps I should order some swim fins and a snorkel? You know, be ahead of the game for once.
The Beach Boys—I Get Around