Thanks for the photos, Debbie. Looks like you had a solid two feet.
Because of the wind, there's no way to measure out front, but the back door has a story to tell.
Shoveled toward the gas station to get a newspaper after heating coffee for a neighbor (several blocks away) without electricity. The morning snow was an entirely different quality than last night's, a virtual whiteout here.
You wouldn't want to be anywhere near a fire. I saw and heard a truck (gently) racing through a major intersection.
Beef stew for late lunch...