I hope I am never so old that I don’t love the snow. Last year we barely had any snow at all, and this year has still been far too muddy. Christmas and New Years were a gray mess. The past ten days were promising: a dusting here, a dusting there, and because it was so cold, it piled up. I went for walks in my neighborhood and felt the ice crunch under my feet. And on Thursday night, it... Read more