I went to bed last night happy that I was going to be able to sleep a little later, have a good breakfast, write my blog and then go throw some snow around.

My neighbor Al, a nice guy, had a different plan. I awoke this morning at about 6 AM to the sounds of his Toro straining against the weight of over a foot of snow as he was clearing his driveway. His snow thrower even has a headlight on it.

So much for the quiet of Suburbia. At least I was going to wait until 9.