First snow...

We worry about its return from late September on even though we'd be better served to keep our minds on the moment. We fear it. We dread it. No, I'm not talking about the election. It's our first snow of the season. And somehow, when it finally arrives whether forecasted or not, it is nothing short of beautiful and it makes the heart leap the way it does when a friend who you haven't seen in weeks suddenly shows up at your door. You can't help but greet this with a smile.