The snow started yesterday. Walker and I were driving home from the cancer center when the sky began spitting the first flakes. Rumor had it we were due for a big snow dump, but we've been dodging weather for months now so neither of us gave it much thought.
By the time I left work this morning, the snow had been falling, light but steady, for about ten hours. The roads were a mess. The landscape, however, was gorgeous. It looked like a Christmas scene. This time of year, before shoveling gets old, before I get tired of dressing in layer after layer just to run an errand, I love the snow.