Snow on a Sunday

I woke up about 20 minutes ago with a few bits of writing in my head - some game stuff, and some serious social media thinking which is more for work than for anything else. shandri_cat informed me that since I was awake, I could let him out. So I trotted down sleepily to the front door at the bottom of the stairs, and opened it, and he and I stood there and gaped at the unexpected snow.

I mean, I follow forecasts obsessively, and I know that last night, it was to be cold and clear, and that was it. Indeed, when I was going to bed about seven hours ago, there was a hard frost, and ice in places.

So I bounded back up the stairs to tell inannajones, and she woke up with admirable good grace for soon after 08:00 on a Sunday, and now we're going to have breakfast and go out and walk on the campus before it all vanishes again. This is snow when I have time and leisure for it, and it pleases me immensely.

SNOW!