This is our backyard this morning. It's so pretty! And this being Richmond, we've waited four years to see this. (Granted a few years back we did get a very pretty ice storm, but it's not quite the same.)
I know a lot of people are very anti-snow, but living in Richmond is kind of like always being a kid on the night of a snow. Almost everything closes, so even the grown-ups get snow days here. It's almost noon, there's six inches of snow out there, flurries are falling, and only one of my neighbors has had to shovel his driveway. (Good thing he's got a truck, because his driveway may be shoveled, but nothing even remotely like a snowplow or sand truck has been to visit our neighborhood.) The rest of us are just enjoying the white. Especially Toddler Moo who is just old enough to get the idea that there is something really cool (pun intended) about snow.
Alas, we don't own a sled. But he has been having fun with snow that comes up to his knees.
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