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After traveling from 80F to 60F to 40F weather in three states in the past week, I didn’t think I would ever say this, but I’m grateful for the cooler weather.

I’m grateful because we woke this morning to lovely snowflakes.  Despite all the forecasters’ warnings of doom, we got pretty snow instead — slow-moving, gentle, drifting flakes.

And, at the start of a quiet Sunday morning, the first creature we saw tasting the snow:

Hadi Dadashian photo