Order of Attack

Like not very stealthy scouts they come, the sidewalk tanks. They rush up and down the sidewalks, bouncing off of tree and sometimes car, scaring the pedestrians (and delighting Lucas). Then come the buglers, the tow trucks, with their distinctive sound (beop beop beop beop) warning those with cars that the orange add on no parking signs were not a suggestion. Then comes the heavier armor, the graders and front end loaders, moving all the snow into a wall in the middle of the street. Finally the really big boys come in to mop up, the dump trucks and the dread snowblower.

This is what is happening outside my window as I speak, and like Lucas, I still find it fascinating. The difference in ages disappears and we both stare in mute awe. You can see pics of all the excitment here.