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The house that's burning is near enough that I can smell it plainly in my bedroom, but the snow is so heavy that I cannot see the smoke. Only a few sirens (whoops, there's another), sounding like it's a short distance west of here. Unless the snow seriously changes how the smell moves, it can't be more than a couple of blocks away.

Judging by what's piled up atop the chimney-cap so far, this is a bit more than what I heard in the last forecast I caught. And it's still falling thickly. Very pretty (and here in Baltimore, just as anniemal pointed out in Arlington, a blessed reduction in traffic noise, though someone did just go past with a car stereo cranked up to nine-and-a-half in the pre-dawn), mood-setting, relaxing ... I'll wait until it's time to start shovelling it to worry about having to move more snow than was forecast.

Yesterday, before the snow started to fall, it "smelled like [approaching] snow" inside my house, which I found rather interesting.

I think I hear a neighbour wielding a shovel now. Earlier than I'd expected for a Sunday, especially with it still coming down.