The postal carrier had started out early on his mail route around Woodberry to try to finish before the worst of the snow. Originally from California, he had followed his partner to Baltimore.
“I moved here for love,” he said.
Monday brought his first snowstorm. In wool socks and a heavy alpaca sweater, he was warm and he found the quiet, empty streets to be peaceful.
Alanna Berman was one of the few people outside. She was trudging through the upturned slush from a snowplow to climb a bank overlooking the Union Collective businesses.
”I just loved it. It’s like the first time we got real snow,” she said.
She was looking for something and when she found it, she just stopped to soak it in — a patch of freshly fallen, untouched snow.
