While I enjoy the snow, I feel for the people in the rest of the northeast who lost power. They are suffering now.
It seems that old large trees are a mixed blessing. In the spring they signal a return of life after winter, in the summer they provide shelter from the sun and sometimes the rain. In the fall, they offer a world of color before the bare branches of winter. Because so many trees still had their leaves, the wet snow was too much for them. They collapsed under the weight onto the power lines.
I hope those people affected get their power back before too long.