You would think that after living in Virginia for a year and a half that snowfall would no longer amaze me. But I guess growing up in Texas for eighteen years has still left me mystified as to what this concept of “winter” is and all it entails. Even though I still struggle with dressing for snow and learning how to walk over icy surfaces, I can’t help but gaze out the window in amazement at its beauty. Or maybe that’s my Texan inner child hoping class will get cancelled so I can go build a snowman on the Colonnade.


it is beautiful….I just wish it wasn’t freezing temperatures.