It has arrived in Utah. And now to stay. Six inches in the valleys. One to two feet in the mountains.
You can take the boy out of Canada, but you can’t take Canada out of the boy. There is something cozy about this to me. I like the way it makes people pay attention to each other just a bit more.
Like slowing down the driving. Slowing down ourselves. As I tell my daughter when she plans on driving, “twice as much time, three times as much distance between cars; pump your brakes, don’t slam them.”
Like shoveling a bit extra of the sidewalk to help the neighbors. Of course they can do it themselves, but it is a kind of code in winter hospitality.
And hospitality always matters, right.