It's a four letter word around our place, but in this case we need the moisture enough to overlook the icky coldness of it.
Especially since it obliged us quite well by most of it vanishing in the course of the day.
I won't hazard a guess at how much snow the Old Homestead got... it was everywhere from half an inch of bare ice to four foot drifts, and that was just on the front porch.
One news service ventured an estimate at 21 inches. Looking out the window now, we might have that much where the front end loaders piled it up.
Gotta love a fast turnaround!