…I walked 1.5 miles to work… in the snow… and most of it was uphill.



I had the strangest urge to take off my shoes and walk backwards. You know, just so I would really have something to tell my grandkids.



But what can I say? It was our first real snowfall in an unusually mild winter. The first snowfall tends to make me act like a little kid. And take pictures of random shit covered in snow.



And here we are a scant 14 hours later and there is no snow falling, a good part of what fell has melted already, and we’re left with blustery winds and an overnight low in the teens. Sometimes I feel like I live in some Bizarro World version of Narnia where it’s always cold but it never snows. Oh well. It was nice while it lasted.