It's now turning to our normal winter rain, but here in Portland (West) I got back from sunny San Diego yesterday just a couple hours before the roofs and trees and streets got covered with at least a couple inches of snow.    My neighbors' little boy (3 y o) was in hog heaven making a snowman and learning how to toss little snowballs at mom and dad.   I had been home long enough to have the heat back up to about 70º and be able to watch the lovely white flakes from the cosy interior of my house, with my kitty cat snuggled up beside me.   (She snuggles a lot when I've been away for a while!)

Portland doesn't handle snow well -- we don't get enough of it, often enough to warrant the investment in top-notch snow-removal equipment -- and there were traffic jams, fender benders, abandoned cars, and even some buses stranded.   But it soon warmed up to the mid-30ºs or higher, so now we just have some slush left.

Oh, well, it was pretty while it lasted.

Genie