I left the house this morning in a light snowfall. Not the standard pellets of ice I normally hear referred to as “snow” in these parts but real honest-to-ghod, big flake, wet snow. It was truly marvelous walking by the bay in the gray dawn light as the snow came tumbling down. But as snow is wont to do when playing with the traffic, it soon turned to slush.
Methinks it would be a good day to stay inside, drink your favorite hot beverage, and watch the snow falling on rock walls and tall trees.