I'm seventy-five years old and I still get a little excited over a dusting of snow.
So I walked out and took a few pictures. I may just call the grandgirls -- they're on California time -- and show them some snow. They spent part of Christmas Day at the beach!
Later...
We walked around the yard as we FaceTimed with Clemmie, Ruth, Suzie, and Brannon. And Granny even made the girls a (minimalist) snowman atop a concrete bench...
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