I awoke to snow dusting the ground this morning. It's so beautiful and peaceful. There is talk that we could (and I DO have my fingers crossed) get up to an inch today. I love the snow. And so do the neighbor kids. By this afternoon it'll be filled with bootprints from the boys in the neighborhood having a good romp thought our yard (which is just as heart-melting as seeing the snow fall); but right now it's smooth and spotless, quiet and still. Just what I need at this frantic time of year. And maybe, just maybe, we'll even be lucky enough to have snow on Christmas.