the first snow is magical

It started raining right around 5pm yesterday just as they had predicted. I don't know exactly when the rain turned to snow, but when we woke up everything was white and fresh.

I knew it had snowed before I opened my eyes. There's a muffled quiet and a certain glow from the window that only snow makes. It really is magical and makes Christmas feel even closer.

The pine trees faired much better than others. The snow was wet and heavy and broke so many branches...my parents backyard looks like war zone and the poor cherry tree whose branches created such a beautiful arch above the walking path didn't survive. 

 I felt sorry for Martin as he left for work this morning, I guess someone might get a craving for a good sushi dinner on this cold night and he'll be there to make it.  I tried to stay warm today and snuggled on the couch piled with blankets and two black cats.  Our apartment felt cozy with the fall candles burning, the dryer going and Gilmore Girls on (thanks Mia!) We watched the snow falling outside the windows and I was determined to get all of my household chores done today while I was stuck inside.

 Tomorrow is already supposed to be much warmer and I'm sure the snow will begin to melt as quickly as it appeared.  Winter is just warming up for it's big show in a couple of months and I'm sure by then we will all be tired of our world around us being covered in white. But there can only be one first snow of the season and it always seems to put a little excitement into our spirits.