Lost power at 3 am. Lines arcing behind the house. Tree over the lines or something. Brilliant green flashes with the arcing sound. Fired up my Aladdin oil lamps, and turned on the gas stove for heat. It always feels like the hunting shack when I have to do that. Sit, and smoke with some Mtn Dew, and snacks for something to do while listening to the wind, and watching the snow fall out the window. A beer or cocktail would be in hand in my younger days.
It's 4:30 am now, and it looks like about 3" more fell. Very wet, heavy stuff. Compacts quickly. Inland is just a little cooler, so more gets squeezed out, especially with the orographic lifting.