It’s kind of comforting to be in the midst of a storm like this, contradictory as that may seem. All your little obligations and difficulties are put on hold and you may as well stay warm by the fire because you’re not going anywhere.
When your place in the universe seems small it also seems somehow heightened. Your part of a grandly staged event.
Fortunately few power outages but beaucoup wind and can’t see too far snow.
The International Review of Music 