News flash: Hell has frozen over and pigs are flying overhead. Impossible? Not nearly as impossible as 12 inches of snow in Richardson, TX. And not just the icy, sleety wintry mix that curses our terrain... we got big, huge fluffy snowflakes, as if God decided to shake a feather pillow.
A good time was had by all. Chances are, I'll remember the Great Texas Blizzard of 2010, but poor Davis may never see snow again. Poor thing.
By the way, after a 40ish degree weekend, the snowman has seen better days. I think he lost his head today. Sorry Frosty...
Love,
Weston
