Sunday, March 3, 2019

Real Snow

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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