Today, the weatherman delivered on his promise of snow--and it turned out to be much more than expected. I love it when the most sophisticated computers and meterologists cannot tell what Mother Nature has in store for us.
I didn't make it to work today (but not for lack of trying!), so I settled back, worked from home, and took long walks with my Black Lab/Great Pyrenees dog Juno. She loves the cold weather--she licks the snow, runs around crazily, and throws herself into the white powder. Once inside the house again, she stands by the door, begging to go out one more time. The mountain snow is in her doggie genes.
I saw a perfect snowflake caught in a spider web this afternoon, and as I walked down the country road, I took in all the white beauty and the stark, sparkling bare trees, unadored for weeks until the were wrapped in layers of white today. Only three days until Thanksgiving!
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