Snow days, snow days. Brings back memories. I was raised in North Dakota where every day was a snow day, although we hardly missed school. It was so incredibly cold up there that we had to plug our cars in at night so that they would have a chance of starting in the morning. I remember sledding off our house because the snow drifts were so high. I once even climbed up a snow bank and onto the roof of the gymnasium at school. I think that was one of the only times I got in trouble and had to talk with the principal.

From ND we moved to northern Indiana where we were constantly bombarded by lake effect snow. School wasn't cancelled for a couple of inches because that was too common. The one snow that I really remember was my first semester of teaching. Before going full time into photography, I was a high school and junior high English teacher. (Please don't judge my grammar!) I was starting my first teaching job second semester which started right after Christmas. A huge storm moved in and I ended up missing my first 13 days of teaching!!! Yes, that's right, 13 days! We had over 72 inches of snow. They tried to plow but ran out of places to store the snow. It was amazing!!!!!! I just love the snow. I figure if it's going to be cold, bring on the snow. So that in my take on snow!!!! Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!