Season 3 of Schitt's Creek continues to endear itself to viewers

Not a whole lot to add re the unfortunately named Schitt's Creek, Season 3, as this season continues with the arc begun in Season 2; we see the foursome of the Rose family become increasingly absorbed into and welcomed by their community-in-exile, the eponymous Creek, and over time we continue to believe in and care about the Rose clan. At the outset of Season 1 they seemed like a bunch of spoiled brats and stuck-up snobs who found refuge in a crappy motel in this obscure (California?) village; by the end of Season 3 they are grateful to their eccentric neighbors and each in his or her way has become a contributing member to this society that once they held in scorn and contempt (as a side note - notice how their two-room motel digs by this point look pretty clean and spacious and even comfortable - not the mildewed, decrepit motel rooms of Season 1). At this point in the story line, Johnny Rose (the always hilarious Eugene Levy) is co-manager of the motel (owned now by Stevie, the sardonic Emily Hampshire); wife Moira (the other-the-top Catherine O'Hara) is an elected member of the Town Council; son David (Daniel Levy) has opened a so-far successful boutique gift shop; and daughter Alexis (Annie Murphy) has at last completed her h.s. degree (at age 28?). As I write this summary, I recognize that it does not do justice to the hilarious interplay among the foursome and some of the townsfolk nor to the clever dialog in some of the better episodes, such as Moira's attendance at a municipal-leaders conference or Johnny's attempt to explain "tax writeoffs" to Daniel. Anyway, the show continues to endear itself to viewers, and as each episode is really short - 21 minutes or so - it makes for a perfect moment of levity in these extremely dark and stressful days.