The world was brightly drawn today: everything had hard edges. Yesterday nothing had hard edges, with buildings and houses just being dark shapes in the environment. There are now six-foot snowbanks outside my apartment building. I remember snowbanks like that in my childhood. (Not because there was more snow then, but because there was less snow removal.)
I walked to the bus stop at sunrise, and the world was crystalline. The were predicting more snow on the radio, but the sky was perfectly clear - amber and orange near the horizon. Quite lovely.
I passed a man who was sweeping a foot of snow pillowed on top of his car. "This is ridiculous," he said.