Storms offer a chance to bond with neighbors and strangers
Okay, let's face it: We've all had enough of the plowing, shoveling and all-around hunkering-down brought on by the Blizzard(s) of 2010.
Sure, people in northern climes are mocking us, but we can all agree that this is no mere 2-inch snowfall that throws the region into a panic. What is nice in small quantities is now a real nuisance.
I don't even want to watch the Winter Olympics.
I've had enough.
But during this Storm of the Century, something beautiful happens.
After Round 1 last week, I find myself with several neighbors, including one who moved in last summer and who I haven't met until now, enjoying the fresh blanket of snow.
As if on cue, the sun is shining in a bright-blue sky.
There we are, men and women, young and old, shoveling our way out of our caves back to civilization.
"Isn't it beautiful?"
"I almost hate to leave any footsteps."
"Do you need another shovel?"
"Here, I'm taking pictures. Smile!"