Our busy state highway in front of the farmhouse became a ghost road today, shut down by the blizzard that is still rocking the Northeast. I have never seen this road so quiet, and I took my camera and stood in the middle of the highway and saw nothing as far as the eye could see. The wind was blowing snow across the road, my camera was freezing up and so was my face. I realized after a moment that if I couldn’t see anyone coming down the highway, then they couldn’t see me either. But I took the photo first.