We got a dusting of snow on Monday night. We live closer to sea level so “dusting” was a pretty grand term to use at our house. But as I drove closer to town yesterday — say, the loftier elevations of 300 feet or so — it was clear that snow had fallen.
Friends at higher elevations declared themselves snowed in rather than braving snowy driveways and icy roads. Some of us don’t even own snow shovels.
Gee, even the golf course had snow!