This morning as I awoke I was shocked to see the amount of snow on the ground as we are not even to the half way point in October. I love snow in the trees. There is something honest and pure in the virgin snow, before it is molested by the throng of kids eager to play in the snow are loosed by their parents.
The snow has yet to stop. I may take a few more when the flakes cease to fall. Have a great Sunday afternoon. Mine will entail sipping hot chocolate, watching football, and turning a few pages in my current read, John Adams.