I grew up in Colorado so I’m no stranger to snow.   I always loved the changing seasons and as I got older snow brought the anticipation of ski season.

As a kid I can remember the disappointment of having to wear a coat and snow boots over the super cool Halloween costume my mom let me pick out at the drug store and the excitement of school cancellations in January and February.  But a foot of wet snow the second week of September?  Weird.  Weird but undeniably beautiful.