There is this driven, heavy snow naturally Christmas-flocking the trees and bushes and tapping on our window panes.  Which would be ever-so-perfect if Christmas weren’t, oh, you know – 291 days away.  *ahem

This was out my window and out my door about an hour ago:

Our Amelie-Belle-is-turning-three  celebration has been postponed and almost any organization or business that can has cancelled everything.  Back to the 50s on Monday.  Until then, snowed in.  :)

Regardless, tonight we spring forward!