I love snow. Quite simple. It makes me happy. I think it is one thing that really does counteract the effects of the SAD I get in the winter months. When the kids were here I couldn’t wait to bundle them up and go out and create sled runs on our hills. But even with them gone, Anastasia, being her true Husky self, takes their place in the sense of getting bundled up and excited to get out in the white fluffy stuff. And it can be difficult to get her back inside once we get out. This is the first major snow with Gryffin, as well, which makes it even more exciting, and I am pleased to report and verify with pics, that he is a snow lover as well. It started falling around 10am, and has been falling ever since. I feel like we have around 6 – 8 inches, and we are expecting between 12-20 inches. We only had close to 6 inches all of last year and this is already the largest storm in the last 2 years, so I think that may explain why the last two winters hadn’t been my favorites. Of course, I am only 5 minutes away from constant snow all winter long, as the ski resort is just around the corner, so I can, and have, easily get a fix of the falling white stuff in a pinch. But there is nothing like the smell, sight and feel of the actual stuff, and the pure joy of just watching the dogs (and maybe me) roll around in it.