I went to bed with snow coming down and woke up to the same weather. Stumbling out the front door, the snow was up to my knees. No NY Times out front, and I can’t get out the back door because the drifts have me snowed in. The wind picked up this morning and it now looks like a full blizzard out there. I haven’t seen this much snow since I left Nova Scotia decades ago.
A good day to paint the stillness and have another cappuccino before hitting the shovel.