After weeks of repeated weather forecasts calling for 3-6 inches of snow that materialized only as a dusting, I went to sleep last night ignoring the single inch of snow in the forecast.
Waking up in the dark this morning, we were greeted by about 3 inches of snow, and it is still falling. There is something magical about early morning snow- it quiets the world and gathers secrets in small puddles.
Sam has a 2 hour delay, which means she can respond to this natural snow blanket with a slightly slower pace; but because she goes to the city school one district over, Xandra is not at all delayed and we were off and driving in the silly slick coverings on the roads. Most of the roads have not yet been delayed so the very light fluffy white snow has been compacted by traffic into toboggan runs carved into the middle of the streets. Needless to say, it was an interesting drive there and back. Luckily we made it both ways without incident and had a moment to admire the crabapple in the front yard.