The snow came after all, Saturday morning, on Zac's 38th birthday, which we celebrated in our new house that was finally ours.
One of the things I had really wanted when looking for a new house was a room with a view, a place to be able to sit and look out the window and watch it snow. I remember being frustrated at the old house, whenever it snowed, that there was no place to really sit and just look out the window. So when it snowed on our second weekend in the new house, and I could sit at the kitchen table and look out the window at the snow falling, I felt immensely happy.
