We got our first snow today, six months and one day after I moved to Iowa. I'm glad I got those mittens finished!
This is my backyard, well-lit by the parking lot lights across the street. The reflections are on the little lake, which isn't frozen yet.
And here's my Texas car, probably wondering what happened to the nice cozy garage it used to live in!
I suspect that my Minnesota friends will be more excited about this than I am....
* My grandmother was 100% German -- her mother had come to America as a teenager, as had both of her father's parents. However, her parents were determined that their children would not be "foreign," so German wasn't spoken at home. As a result, Grandma only knew a few words, and the two I remember learning from her were kartoffel (potato) and schnee (snow). Both of these words came in handy when I lived in Germany!