Started this afternoon, kept up this evening, a quiet, gentle falling of white stuff, now over two inches thick. I never thought I’d be so happy to see the stuff, but I am. Squeeked under my feet as I walked home today, which means it’s fairly dry snow.
(Streaks in picture are close-ups of snowflakes bungee-jumping. No, really. OK, fine, they’re parachuting. Details, details.)