This morning we woke up to a dumping of snow. We knew that we got a decent amount yesterday afternoon and evening, but I didn't know that it was going to continue snowing so hard all night. We probably got at least a foot of new snow in 24 hours. I LOVE it. It's so beautiful, everything laden with a fresh blanket of powder. The slushy brown roads are newly white again, and it just looks like a white wonderland. I know it's hard to see in the pictures I quickly snapped while braving the cold, but the snow is pretty much up to our porch, almost even with the trampoline (yes, we're bad and we don't take it down... it's so old, we just don't care anymore), and the pile from shovelling is as tall as our fence we share with the lovely lady next door. The mountain created at the end of the driveway by the snowplow is almost over our heads! I can't remember the last time we got this much snow, it's been years. It makes me love living in this little town even more. When Josh and I looked at the radar for the expected snow, the system was extremely localized, directly over us. We aren't even sure if the next town over, just 15 minutes away, got the snow that we did. This new snow is such a nice way to end of the year, and makes me look forward to what else the new year is going to bring.