Blizzard blessings

I count two. First, with the phone dead, Verizon could not robo call as they do EVERY DAY to offer me a service I have repeatedly told them I don’t use. Second, like the Cherry Tree Christmas carol (“bend down the tallest branches that my mother may have some…”), the spruce at the top of the fence line bent down with the weight of the snow so that I could pull the Virginia creeper from its upper most branches usually 20 plus feet above my head.