There are lots of places in the world where it never snows.
I wouldn't want to live in any of those places. I love snow.
But what's happening tonight might be the first 'real snow' we've had in Cheshire this winter.
We've had a lot less snow than usual and most of it has been more like ice than snow.
I took Bridget out at 9 p.m. and the snow was wispy and crunched under foot and wasn't slick--just piling up.
Real snow--at last.
(But not too much, okay?)
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