That's what Patrick says whenever it snows. This is what we saw this morning out the front and back of our house.
The birds don't mind a little snow on their roof tops.
There were a few crab apples left on the tree.
This is out the loft window - looks more like a cotton tree than snow.
The river is still open.
We're feeling optimistic that it will warm up enough this afternoon to melt all of this.