I woke up this morning in the guest room of my dad’s house to the sound of the snow plow. It snowed about four inches overnight and the snowplow arrived about 6:45 a.m. The window of the first floor guest room faces the driveway and has a small-leaf rhododendron outside. As the plow moved back and forth, the headlights created a leafy shadow movie on the closed window blinds. I watched the dance, fascinated and wishing I could record it but knowing that it would take too long to set up the camera. So once again, I will have to keep the memory in my head as long as possible.