Some Midland mornings arrive silver — a night of freezing rain, every twig glazed, the whole county glittering and treacherous. Mid Michigan Lawn and Tree works those mornings with a plow and a spreader, opening driveways, clearing walks, and laying salt where glass-slick pavement would otherwise keep people home. Snow here falls wet and heavy or dry and drifting; both get moved, and both get moved early. Banks are stacked back out of the sightlines so the next storm has somewhere to land. There is no romance in a January alarm clock, only the plain good of a cleared drive at daybreak.