Last time I saw snow it was a balmy 46 degrees. The air was clean and sparkling and the sun was shining and the snow was soft and powdery and thick, like a blanket. I believe California law requires snow to exist in such conditions all the time. But well, Virginia isn’t California. So instead, I dealt with a gray, cold day where the high was somewhere around 25 and ice was on the sidewalks and the streets and schools had a two hour delay.
