So, I was sitting up here, about 4 miles due west of Pleasant View,
looking at the scenery, when I heard this weird noise. Vaguely familiar,
and then again not. It was off in the distance, maybe a half-mile or so
away, but slowly getting closer.

As it came over the hill, it got louder and louder, until it finally
popped into view.

A snowplow.

I didn't think Cheatham County *had* snowplows. It wasn't anything fancy
- it wouldn't last a month in Wisconsin - but for what we get around here
it worked very well.

It was a slow trip home last night. (though not particularly scary, except
when the 18-wheelers insisted on passing at 60mph) With the unexpected
sunlight the road is clearing pretty quickly, and it's beginning to look
like the trip into town to replenish my printer paper supply will be
practical. (probably won't push it by using the bike...)

It's going to seem REALLY BIZARRE to go onto Daylight Saving Time with a
few inches of snow on the ground.