Today marked the first snow of the season. It’s not that wimpy few flakes, no sir-ee Bob, this is the heavy, wet heart attack snow. The snow that when the temperatures drop below freezing tonight (which they are expected to) will freeze all those ruts for us to enjoy for days to come. It’s that kind of snow and right now, it’s transforming everything into a winter wonderland. Don’t like snow, evidently that is not a problem, because if you drive to the bottom of the hill, it’s raining (or at least it was a couple hours ago).

Today also marks the first fire of the season….

The boys came off the bus very excited that it was snowing since it had been raining when they got on the bus at school. They were more than happy to grab wood to start the fire, the first fire of the season is always special, giving that warmth that regular old heat (if it was on) just doesn’t give you.

It’s a good evening to share a cup of tea with my hubby by the fire as the wind howls outside and the lights flicker…chances are we are losing power at some point this evening. One of the perils of living here…but can you really complain when it’s just so darn white and pretty outside?