Weird me, I know. Taking pictures of the beautiful new snow through the screen from the second floor of my motel. But I love snow! It must be because it reminds me of my childhood spent in Northeastern Iowa, back in the days when we had real winters. Snowdrifts were over my head most every winter. Okay, so I was a kid then and much shorter than my current 5'8", but you have to admit that we haven't had snow like that in many, many years. And in my current parking spot in San Diego, they don't have a lot of snow either, so I was thrilled when yesterday and last night, God sent snow, just for me.