Big flakes

We're finally getting something that looks like real snow. When we woke up this morning there were about 4-5 inches of snow on the ground, and it looked like it would just get deeper and deeper. Then it started to almost rain, which washed some of it away. Now that the big patch of white on the radar is almost past us, it's snow again. Big, slow flakes. Lovely, lovely!

I don't know why I care so much that it snow. It makes travel difficult. It's cold. I guess it's just that it's something different. Everyone slips into survival mode a little bit when it's icy or snowy outside. Things don't seem like such a big deal, and people are more inclined to accept hardships. There's probably also some Currier and Ives connection. There's just not much that is as beautiful as snow on an evergreen; from inside, of course. Another fun thing about snow here in the farming community is the hay bales. Picture a huge round bale of hay with a couple inches of snow on the top, and think frosted mini-wheat. That's got to be worth a little travel inconvenience, right?