We had a beautiful snowstorm last night. It started coming down around 9pm or so and was snowing at a hard and steady pace. Almost like rain coming down in snow form, if that makes sense. As such, it was very wet snow, and the weight of it was making tree limbs bend. In my front yard, half of my 13-year-old Rose of Sharon snapped at the bottom and my baby pine trees hung all the way down. Everything but the Rose of Sharon sprang back up after I knocked the snow off this morning, with a lacrosse stick. Both last night and this morning were so pretty! In a few days it is supposed to be 55* and all of the snow will be gone. This could be the last of the season. I wonder if the deer like it, or if they prefer some other weather? I know the kids like it, as today is a snow day.