One word is enough!*
We’ve been waiting for the stuff since beginning of winter – and hoped against all weather prognoses (or is it “prognosi”?) for White Christmas…then White New Year…then “at least once this season”. And that last one won!
Just 2 hrs after I talked to my family in MidWest, them complaining about chill, snowstorm, wind and damnable driving conditions, and me – of absence of white in my urbanscape – and hurray! Beautiful slow white powder descended from above and covered everything with fresh starched promise.
*Yes, I know about 50 (or 100, or 1200) words for “Snow” the Eskimo have. No, it is not true.