My wishes for snow were granted. Although, it was only a dusting and it was short lived. And actually, just around the next corner onto the main road, the snow was already melted. It would have been nice to have this over the weekend, where we were holed up inside for the majority of, to watch out the window while snuggled up in front of the fire. Instead, this was my walk to the train station. Mark joked that it looked like I took this photo at three in the morning… it’s around 7am, right around the corner from our place.