It snowed this morning!
I can't wait to go outside. It's supposed to snow off and on today. I'll certainly be bringing my camera out with me as I run errands and go to class!
Below is the view I like best. It's the same in Providence, too — I love it when the fog obscures the tops of tall buildings. I just love fog in general. And I love poetry about fog, too. "The fog comes on little cat feet..." "The yellow fog that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes..." What is it about poets, fog, and cats?
PS. Kam: I know, I couldn't help but boast about it to both Mom and Grandma. Oh man, Primo's!