West Bay goes steel-colored in December, and the wind comes straight up the water into the old neighborhoods above Clinch Park, where the drives are short, steep and stacked close together. West Bay lawn and driveway takes those blocks one at a time: plow the apron, clear back to the garage door, shovel the walk and the steps, salt the run where meltwater refreezes overnight. There's no room for a lazy pile in town, so the snow goes where it will still fit after the fourth storm of the month. People leave for work, come home in the dark, and find the driveway the way they left it. That's the deal, and keeping it feels good every single time.