Good morning, I hope everyone in the Northeast is warm and dry. We are absolutely buried here, more than three feet of snow, the animals trapped in the Pole Barn, all the paths we dug yesterday blown over. We are digging our way to the animals, and then trying to dig out the cars and get some of the tons of snow off of the roof. I am going to be digging and shoveling with Maria for the next few hours.

There is even a ton of snow in the hay barn, blown in through the cracks and under the sliding door. We have to clear out some paths for the animals to get to the feeders, they are anxious and bewildered. I’ve been warn to go slow and pace myself, so I will, but so far, no troubles at all. We never lost power, we are luckier than many, but that wind was Biblical, we have eight and nine foot drifts around the house.

The good news is that the sun just came up and it will be a beautiful day But we have an awful lot of work to do, and I am thinking of all the people who are in the same boat all over the region. We got hit very hard up here, one of the biggest and most intense storms I have ever seen. I think I won’t get much work done on my book today, and Maria won’t get much art made, but we will put our heads and backs into it and start digging.

More later.