Photo of my neighbor's backyard
I’ve been asked numerous times since I’ve been back home if I was ready for the cold weather and more specifically, the snow. My usual response was, “I am not ready for the cold, but I actually sort of miss the snow, and won’t mind seeing it the first time.”
This morning, I woke up to that first bit of snow. And when I say, bit, I really mean it. Just a tiny layer of white stuff could be found on the next door neighbor’s grass and the windshield of my car. By noon, all signs of snow were gone.
Despite the meager amount, I’m comfortable with saying I’ve seen all the snow I’d like to see for this winter. I’m good without finding another flake. Go away snow and stay away.
Now, if you’ll excuse I’m going to look at pictures of a snow-less Los Angeles and cry a little.
