Snowbanks crowd the entryway of a home on Circle Street after the storm, Monday, Jan. 26. INDEPENDENT PHOTO / PAULA MULLER
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A major winter storm buried town streets, sidewalks and driveways under heavy snow and wind-driven drifts, leaving residents and crews carving narrow passages, clearing cars and doorways and digging out fire hydrants as conditions improved. Even as the cleanup began, the storm left small scenes of stillness and contrast — from ducks riding out the weather in the harbor to tulips glowing behind an ice-framed window – captured by our photographer Paula Muller.
Beckett Noyes uses a friend’s snowblower to clear the sidewalk in front of his home on Washington Street on Jan. 26. Deep drifts made the walkway difficult to cross. INDEPENDENT PHOTO / PAULA MULLEREli Pearlstein of Marblehead, Mass., shovels the sidewalk on Pickett Street during a winter storm on Jan. 25, 2026. INDEPENDENT PHOTO / PAULA MULLERarren Bowes of Marblehead, Mass., walks up Pickett Street as a winter storm moves in on Jan. 25, 2026. The storm intensified quickly, dropping snow at a rate of several inches an hour. INDEPENDENT PHOTO / PAULA MULLERSnow falls on parked cars in the Old North Church parking lot in Marblehead, Mass., about 4 1/2 hours into a winter storm on Jan. 25, 2026. INDEPENDENT PHOTO / PAULA MULLERBartholomew heads out on Washington Street on Jan. 25 before a winter storm ramps up. Owner Aidan Gainor stands by. INDEPENDENT PHOTO / PAULA MULLERTulips brighten a Front Street window framed by ice and snow, Monday, Jan. 26. INDEPENDENT PHOTO / PAULA MULLER
Organizers are seeking a special town meeting through a petition process that requires at least 200 registered voters, triggering action by the Select Board within 45 days.
To the editor:
Well, are we? Being pricks, that is. Normally a gulf exists, here as elsewhere, between those who agonize about every little thing that’s wrong with our human condition and those who tend more to Rhett Butler’s frankly my dear… perspective.
Yet David Modica’s question
