The night before I was told there was a bit storm on the way, but it was still over 50 degrees outside, so I wasn't too concerned. I woke-up to see this:
Seems mother nature didn't care what I assumed. So I spend most of the day knitting while watching giant flakes fall from the sky. I also had an apple-cinnamon candle burning, so I felt super cozy.
Now off to go knit some more and watch the snow melt...darn.