Further ramblings of a self-made pauper

There was a desultory waft of snow for about ten minutes leading up to dusk. It is now chilly and damp, but there is no real snow to be had.

Bah.

Now would have been the ideal time: three whole days left before I need to go to work. I could have enjoyed a good snow fall with none of the hassle. I suspect that might have been winter been and gone.