Sam tries to catch snowflakes.
Earl scraped snow off the bed of his truck so the kids could throw snowballs.
Okay, it wasn't a blizzard, but it was a pleasant surprise. There were no Armageddon warnings from the local TV stations' meteorologists, no long lines at Harris Teeter for bread and milk, just a plain, old-fashioned, pop-up snowfall that delighted all of us to no end, and made everything look so beautiful. Welcome, snow!
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