Matt Frank watched a salt ship unload in Chelsea Creek last night in preparation for the winter to come.
Renee Graham spotted this helpful sign at Dorchester's Byrne Playground today.
Earlier:
Winter is coming - and with it the return of the 48-hour space-saver rule.
The Boston Public Works Department plans to receive a 3,000-ton shipment of salt tomorrow morning at its Frontage Road storage area as it begins to build up its salt stockpiles in preparation for the W word.
Earlier:
Plow blades headed our way.
Photo of a father with an interesting way to teach his daughter to skate at the Charles Hotel.
The Globe reports a special city crew today removed:
220 milk crates, orange cones, lawn chairs, recycling bins, and other random objects that residents were using to stake claim to parking spots.
This is not South Boston. This is my street in Roslindale, where the folks across the way seem to add a new cone every year:

Jody, who took the above photo today, reports that that rule is: If you see a bird like this on a day like today, by the time you run upstairs to get your camera with the zoom lens, it will have flown away. She also has a request for her readers for when summer rolls along.
Dick Albert educates us:
... Sleet is small pellets of ice that bounce as they hit the ground and the ice pellets do not stick to objects. Freezing rain is liquid that falls as drops and freezes to objects upon contact. ...
And magically removes everybody's space-saving crap, Jason reports:
... It was borderline surreal.
Kirk Williamson's video, above, shows his commute this morning from Cape Ann to Beverly. Not the most exciting thing in the world once you realize he's figured out how to drive down 128 in the snow while holding a camera and so won't be sliding off the road - until the last 15 seconds or so, when you will see something that will make you burst out laughing because it is just so ludicrously absurd.
Michael's train into Boston on the Worcester line was more than two hours late yesterday - which includes 90 minutes just sitting on the tracks in Newton: