Blizzard nights run on their own economy: thermos, headlamp, the radio crackling between trucks. The Snow Guys work Vernon in weather like that, moving drive to drive while the storm quietly refills the ones behind them. Plow, shovel, salt the walks, then swing back around for a second pass when the wind stacks a fresh drift against a garage door. On open ground snow does not so much fall as travel, and it will find every gap between a house and a fence. Morning arrives, the pavement is dark and wet, and the day gets to start on time.