A couple of weeks ago we had a streak of really cold weather. There were a few days where the high was below 30 degrees. But, alas, it was a perfectly blue cloudless sky...meaning no snow. While we appreciated the reprieve from the just-above-freezing, constant mist, we were bummed about the lack of white blanketing everything.
Much to our surprise, since the forecast called for lows of 41 degrees, we opened our door yesterday morning to find an inch of collected snow serenely clinging to every surface. It was like being a child all over again as we rushed to put the bare minimum amount of warm clothes on before breaking the crust of the snow with our boot-clad feet. We only wish that Ches could have stayed longer to play - but at least we got a healthy dose of snowball-throwing at him before he left for work.It was such a perfect snow that melted away in the next couple of hours as the sun rose higher and the temperatures resumed their normal, almost-snow conducive levels. Alina told me how sad she was that the snow was melting, paired with an adorably scrunched-up, forlorn look on her face. Hopefully, snow will grace us again this season.
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