ROBOPLOW

I do have fond memories of snowfall: the mushroomed white atop trees, evergreens reminding me of winter paintings when outlined in flurries and icicles, remembering my favorite Christmas films when gazing across a landscape of white snow dunes. The many formations of snowfall and pure cold is always nostalgic. Memories, fellowship memories pour out from hiding among all those other memories stored away.

The town I grew up in was always diligent in snow and ice removal. They persevered many forecasts, spreading rock salt on bare asphalt before the first flurries. They prevented icy surfaces and were able to plow layers of soft snow above a layer of slush (which could have been ice if it were not for the town's scientists). These too are fond memories of snowfall.

The following video is based on a surprising and innovative approach to snow plowing. You'll be amazed.