Snow is cold. Very cold. And it makes me sick. But I still love it nonetheless. It's all gleaming white outside my window. Apparently the winter service that clears out the snow hasn't arrived yet and there's a soft blanket of white everywhere I look.  But my poor sick self has to stay in with my own version of something soft and white - a huge bundle of tissue paper that looks like it'll need replenishing soon.

Oh forget about the cold. I just couldn't resist! Another round of pictures and snowballs (and even more sniffles) but it was all worth it.