Storms reach Bridgton out of the west, over Moose Pond and the long ridges, and you can usually watch one crossing the water an hour before it lands. Maine Snow Removal meets them, plowing driveways and lots, shoveling walks, and hauling the banks back when there is nowhere left to push. In the green half of the year the same properties get cut, trimmed and tidied, lake road after lake road. Four in the morning after a foot of powder is a strange and lovely shift: no traffic, no sound but the blade. What gets left behind is an open drive and a town that can go about its day.