West of Indiana Street the flat country runs out and the ground begins to climb, and storms that stall against that rising edge drop their heaviest load right on Arvada. Rock Mountain Tree and Snow takes the night shift on those storms. Plow blades down on lots and long drives, shovels on the stairs and entries, ice melt worked into the corners where a slick patch can outlive noon. Snow that falls this close to the foothills comes down wet and heavy and it never waits for daylight to be convenient. By the time the sun clears the plains behind town, the work reads like nothing happened at all, and that is exactly the result being aimed at.