I remember one night long ago back in Albany, I was walking back to my place from a bar about midnight.
The snow was coming down in huge flakes, almost clumps. Probably about 6-8 inches per hour.
But it was just the right temp, around 28, and just the right humidity... all I could hear was dead silence. The snow was muffling every sound there was.
It was majestic. Very beautiful. And a kind of peace you rarely see.
No wheres near what they/you are putting up with now, though!
Hang tough!
I don’t have to get out tomorrow so I’m enjoying it. I’ll probably be outside listening to the quiet before sunrise but I’ll retreat into the house when the wind and cold hit.