Helloooooooooo from Blizzard Central. We got about six or so inches of the white stuff starting Friday night and continuing through Saturday morning. Yuck! Last night freezing rain followed so we're a big skating rink with temperatures in the teens. The good news is that the plows went through last night and the streets are accessible so I can go out for the Sunday paper. The temps are dropping below freezing and that means the likelihood of more snow is slim.
I had a meeting Friday night and when I got home, I parked Miss Ruby in the driveway because I knew the snow ban for parking on the street would be in effect by morning. (There's a hefty fine for making life hard for the snow plow guys and having your wheels towed is possible, too.) Thank God I'd gone to the grocery on Thursday!
I was working here at the computer Saturday afternoon and heard kids making a racket outside so I went to see what was happening out there. I opened my front door and there was little Red, son of my next door neighbors Red and Carol, and two of his buddies shoveling my sidewalks and Chance the dog was helping. My place is on the corner so it's not a small task. They seemed to be having fun as there was plenty of laughter. I thanked them profusely and told them to come see me when they were done.
When they finished out front, Red himself came over and they went out back and they dug out our drive and cleaned off Miss Ruby and my neighbor's car.
I wasn't thinking because I thought of my camera too late. The first picture is of Mandwel and Jessie's house across the street -- the steps to the street are all but invisible. (Their house is prettier than mine anyway.) It gives an idea of what a mess we had. The second is of my clean front walk. I wish I'd got photos of the the kids, too.
Little Red and his buddies came back later and I thanked them again and gave each of them some money. I was glad I had some cash in the house -- I tend to live and die by my debit card. They all said thanks and headed over to Red and Carol's. As they walked away, I saw little Red give the other boys the money I had given him.
It bothered me until I remembered last winter when their older son and a buddy dug out Miss Ruby. When I went over to pay them for their kindness Carol refused to take it and told me that that's what neighbors do --they help each other. I attempted to tell her that I was just expressing my appreciation but she was adamant. I'm guessing that little Red was not allowed to accept payment so he shared the money with his friends.
I feel incredibly blessed to live among such wonderful folks!