Snow arrives in Wilmington without much announcement, filling the low ground around Silver Lake until the shore road is one soft unbroken curve. Burns Landscape and Snow Management keeps its hours inside that white quiet, plowing driveways open, cutting walkways down to bare pavement, and laying salt and sand where ice sets hardest at the foot of a slope. A drive opened wide, with the corners squared off instead of rounded, is a small and genuine pride. Storms here have a habit of turning to rain by afternoon and freezing again after dark, so the work is often a second pass, then a third, until the surface underfoot is honest. Wilmington wakes, backs out, and goes — which is the entire point of the night before.