Okay. Who wants to wade through that knee-deep snow, get the snow catcher, drag it in to the shop, find enough wood scraps to build a fire in the stove, stand there freezing to death waiting for it to heat up enough to melt the snow. Then find the gauge, pour it in, dip in the special stick and try to read how much moisture we got. Any takers? No? Sigh.
Okay, .37 inch in the last one. Wanna wade back out and put it away for the next storm?