A few people from work knew I was heading out of town this weekend. They each expressed concerns for me, driving through this wretched snow and risking my life.

It really wasn’t that bad. In fact, there only seemed to be an hour delay from New York to Boston. The navigator program on my phone took me a way I never went before, and I gave it a shot because I’ve never used one in the past.

This picture does not do it any kind of justice, driving through Connecticut, and the original vision of winter beauty was about 11 miles before I took this picture.

It was the most snow I saw all weekend.