Most people spend about the same amount of time. To stay longer one soon begins to feel he is out of the syn with his fellow men. Once again I felt I was sitting on the sidelines as a spectator, and I had ample time to observe my fellow creatures. Snowstorms are exciting, especially those in late winter. Early winter storms forebode a long cold winter, but after the middle of February it is more like a farewell to winter.
Kids hope for one more snow day.
Sportsmen have one more chance to use their winter equipment, and the Toro snow blower has yet another chance to prove it will start. Brave souls test the elements, not so much because they must get somewhere but to prove that they can get there. Men celebrate this ritual at the local coffee shops in the morning and family groups do the same thing in the evening after a day of confinement in the home. This fact, plus the coming of darkness added to my feeling of solitude as I maintained my silent vigil. Their entrances seemed to follow a pattern.