There was snow

I woke up this morning at the wee pre-crack of dawn stumbled into the living room and glanced out the window, "Ahhh!" It was heartfelt, raised a sleepy, "What's wrong?" from the bedroom. "Look out the window." "Ah, there's snow."

It's not really that I hate snow. Snow has done nothing to me personally -unless you count that morning when the roads were so slick that I slid right into that guy at the stoplight as I was returning from driving my son across town to his school. It's quiet, somber, blankets the world with a still blanced beauty.

As long as you don't have to go out into it.

Then it sucks.

 I miss this already:

 Summertime...

Come back!!!!