In the meantime, I've been treated to a little goodbye present from New England which came in the form of giant snowdrifts and frigid winds.
Since I was essentially buried anyway, I snapped pictures of the view from my apartment, to give you an idea of what a 20" snowfall looks like from a garden-level:
This self-picture shows my nose and chin underneath my running mask. The condensation from my breath froze and created a nice sheet of ice to go over my face.
Did I mention that I'm looking forward to living a little bit closer to the desert?
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