Here’s today’s Clover(s):
A few flurries had fallen; which always makes Clovers fear for their saaaaaaaaafety. Clovers also fall to the ground like savages before their potentate whenever an “official” vehicle is in the vicinity – school busses and (as here) a road crew salt truck. It’s astonishing how bent over backwards Clovers will go to defer to anything with even a quasi-official smell to it. The browbeating has worked. People really do love Big Brother now….