So the storm turned out to be not quite as end-of-the-world as it might have been, but sufficient unto the day.  In my neighborhood there’s ½–¾” of ice on stuff, and we’ve had a few branches down but no power flickers.  Getting the car de-iced this morning was a process very similar to yesterday.  Made it up the driveway just fine, but while stopping at the bank realized I’d left the cell phone.  So went back to get it, and proceeded to get stuck at the bottom of the hill up to the street.  There’s ice, on top of sleet, on top of ice, and there’d been just enough sun to make the top ice brittle: The wheels broke through into sleet layer, an ice-pellet slurry providing no traction whatever. Spread some salt and shoveled a bit, but that top ice layer makes the shoveling just about impossible.  I may see if I can talk the neighbors into letting me park it next door this evening until things thaw out.

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