Well the snow is a coming! There's only about an inch or two out there now but it looks like the heavy, wet and icy stuff which makes for an unwelcome commute. I woke up to the sound of a snowplow scraping its blade along my street as it cleared a passageway for us motorists. God, that sound is so New England. Soon I'll hear the neighbor's shovels rasping against pavement and then later the burst of snowblowers eating up the freshly fallen snow. So many sounds of winter, sounds of a snowstorm.