This is hard to imagine - almost spooky. Usually we have snow from a clipper or nor'easter but a front follows and anything on the trees is gone in a day. But Day 3 and everything is so quiet - no birds flying around, no squirrels or chipmunks, no wind, snow still glued to all the tree branches, sky the same white color - like time is standing still. Surreal. Images of the winter palace from Dr Zhivago keep coming to mind. Yet just a couple miles down the road - very little left.
After 3 days:

After 3 days:

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