There’s a house parked out front.

I went to bed worried that an impending snowstorm would derail the setting of my modular home, scheduled for this morning.  So when flashing yellow lights moved slowly across my bedroom ceiling at 3:45 a.m., I thought:  oh no, it’s the snowplow — already.

I got up to see how bad it was.  But no — the roads were only wet.  Instead, there were two semi trucks parked in front.  Down the block I could see a third.

The porch is already on it!

My good camera is charging and my cheap camera can’t take pictures out the window at night, so you’ll have to wait.