Much to my surprise, the forecast of flurries actually left some snow on the ground -- a bit less than an inch fell this morning, imparting a magical air to our walk. Asta, of unknown-but-possibly-Arctic-dog-lineage, had a blast scurrying around in the white stuff. And the forecast is for lows in the teens tonight. Here's some assorted shots of this lovely transition into winter:
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We even had a touch of the "white stuff" here on Friday morning, with the requisite 2 hour school delay bringing much joy to the Maxer. Could this be a sign of a snowy season to follow? I hope so!
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