Is This Northern Maryland or Northern Siberia

The wind is howling, the snow is now four feet deep. It's another, yes another blizzard.  It's awful.  I'm so worried about the wild things.  What will they eat?   They can't get to anything.   Little Pixie is still so small, I don't know if she is physically able to get to the food I set out.   I'm digging and redigging my path to feed the deer, and I continue to toss seed for the birds; but what about the squirrels and the rabbits and raccoons, not to mention Roxie? I can't feed every animal in the watershed, and even if I could,  I can't get to them.  I can hear the trees cracking and breaking apart.  This whole nightmare is just too awful.

They just announced on the tv that we won't be back to bare pavement for 72 hours.  And after that cheery bit of news, they announced that we can expect another miserable storm next Monday into Tuesday.  Because there is so much snow, the city of Baltimore is resorting to dumping it in the harbor.  I don't like to think of the pollution ramifications of that. But I do understand why they're doing it.  People have to walk in the street because the sidewalks are under at least two feet of snow, and it just keeps on snowing.

I heard an ugly rumor that because of ocean currents and sunspots, this is what winter is going to look like for the next 30 years.  Maybe I'll invest in snow shoes for getting around and learn how to dog sled.