Sweep, crunch, swoosh, scrape ...All night long, snow falls silently, bringing forth a world blanketed in white-and a very noisy day.
For at dawn's light, machine, man, and child begin to dig out: first the big highway grader and snowplow, then the smaller town plow, a father's snow blower, and a boy's shovel ...But will the streets get cleared in time?
Spare poetry and elegant watercolor paintings cleverly bring to life this unique story of snow removal and the fun onomatopoeic sounds accompanying it.
