So Inkling and I went out into the squalling snow winter weather with the dog, trudging through about a foot of fluffy white stuff, all magical and sparkling in the evening streetlights. Not too cold, but the snow was blowing around and melting on my face. It was great. Some guy was trying to drive down the road, veering left and right, window rolled down and yelling TAAAAABARRRRRRNAAAAAAK at the top of his voice hahaha. By the time I got home, thirty minutes later, all my tracks out my front door were covered up.