I went out early to get a shovel and brush for clearing our parking spot and car, a few groceries, and library books. The streets were mostly empty as were the stores, and it started to snow as I headed home carrying all that.
We stayed inside all day, watching the snow, reading, napping with the cats, and watching Harris knock things off my desk. I was tempted to go out after supper to have a look around but let my husband talk me out of it. The snow will still be there tomorrow, and novelty will soon wear off. But I like New England winters to be snowy, cold, and long . . . as long as it's cozy inside.