The first snow of the season is always a reason to celebrate. It reminds me of my own childhood as I would stay up and shovel the neighbor's driveway in the dark, quiet of the night to surprise them in the morning. There is magic is that first snowflake. Those of you who live in the "Land of Snow Return" probably don't appreciate it as much as we do here in the Treasure Valley where you never know what you are going to get. This year, this is all we got, but my two younger snow bunnies made the best of it and a snow cave that lasted through the rain that followed the next day.
My very own snow angels.
The first snow of the season is always a reason to celebrate. It reminds me of my own childhood as I would stay up and shovel the neighbor's driveway in the dark, quiet of the night to surprise them in the morning. There is magic is that first snowflake. Those of you who live in the "Land of Snow Return" probably don't appreciate it as much as we do here in the Treasure Valley where you never know what you are going to get. This year, this is all we got, but my two younger snow bunnies made the best of it and a snow cave that lasted through the rain that followed the next day.
My very own snow angels.
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