Wilkinson Excavating

About Wilkinson Excavating

Somonauk sits low in open country, and January wind crosses the stubble with nothing in its way until it reaches the first row of houses. Storms here travel sideways more than they fall, packing the north side of a driveway while leaving the south side nearly bare. Plowing begins in the dark, out along the lanes near Somonauk Creek and back toward the roads that feed Route 34 — push the ridges well past the apron, scrape down to concrete, then treat the step where meltwater will freeze again by morning. A farmyard opened wide enough to swing a grain truck through is its own satisfaction, and so is a driveway nobody has to shovel. When the elevator lights come up over the rooftops and the first freight goes through, the town can already move.