the beauty of the first snowfall

There is something quite inexplicable and amazing about the magic of the first snowfall. It's like the heavens decided to share a bit of their beautiful charm with us. It's like the pines, firs and alders decided to wear strings of nature's pearls to show that beauty revels in every season. It's like the world stood still for a moment and reminded us to admire the grace outside and treasure the warmth within.  

Kasey and me with our 'first snow' snowman!!

Yes, I've seen snow before, plenty of times. But I've never EXPERIENCED a first snowfall. So of course, I was overly excited and immediately called my friend Kasey (also a native Californian who has never lived in snow) and expressed my dire need to make a "first snow" snowman (I sense a tradition arising). So we proceeded to freeze our butts off while making a handsome snowman and then rush inside to drink hot cocoa, eat roasted acorn squash and watch the snow continue to turn Denver into a winter wonderland.