It snowed on Thursday, mainly ice and rain but some snow. It snowed in the night, leaving a beautiful blanket of white, some parts gaping, some with things poking through, it wasn't thick but it was real snow, lasting snow for over a day. I haven't seen this in a long, long time. I called my work and said I couldn't come, despite the roads being free. $25 isn't something I care about more than going outside for long in snow, something I've never been able to do since 2010. I went out for a long walk the one cold day last winter; wind chill of 0 F, and this winter I'll have one other kind of great day. It was so pretty, so quiet in the first hour or so. Nothing was as bothersome as it would otherwise be.

I saw a few things. I saw a mini snowman. I absolutely loved the house with a bunch of little decorations and a chime, benches, other things, it felt like the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. Along with a creek from up under a bridge that went far back, with mostly dead trees, some not, some brush and lots of tall reeds, the water being disturbed by ice and snow falling and everything with at least a smattering of snow on it. Crunchy snow under my boots was also fun. The sky was just a little darker than the snow, and faintly swirling to one direction. I've never seen the neighborhood this beautiful. It felt like four hours, but was only two. I'm so happy for it.

I also appreciate not having to be stuck in a t-shirt even in home for now.