After what I thought would be the beginning of spring, we get a snow storm. Understand that in Atlanta, snow storm means it is snowing big fluffy flakes for more than 15 minutes. I never claimed that anything stuck.
Nevertheless, it is lovely to look at, and for a little while, it awakens the child inside of me. In fact, I am sitting in my state-of-the-art classroom with the wrap-around windows enjoying the snowfall (which by the way hasn't let up in 2 hours) and having a delightful time. My students can't say the same, because they are diligently working on a writing assignment. I'll pay the piper later when I have to grade it, but for now I'll just sit here and enjoy Mother Nature's floor show.
there are big flakes, honest, this is just a camera shot
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How's this for a contrast: I grew up in Yellowknife, Northwest Territories Canada (google earth it if you need to - suffice to say it's up. Way, Way up north) and about 10 years ago it RAINED on christmas day. I can't describe how eerie that was. That's when I began taking global warming seriously.
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