I went into Boston on Friday for a work related conference and was a taken by complete surprise by a blizzard. It wasn't a freak storm or anything; I just hadn't looked at the weather in a few days.
In the afternoon I took the commuter rail back to Westboro and drove home. It wasn't too bad yet, but during the evening it really started to come down.
I was out early in the morning taking pictures of people digging out. By my estimates we got about 10 inches of wet heavy snow.
This guy's car was stuck. I helped push him (and a bunch of other folks) out.
This lady hates the cold and was jealous of my parents spending the winter in Texas.