For all you delicate Southern belles and gentlemen out there (including you transplanted Yankees who may have forgotten), this is just a typical December day in Western New York! Actually, it's a little more intense than we usually see in early December; this is more like a mid-January day. These views are from the front and back doors of my house this morning, taken with the briefest positioning so that I wouldn't become a living snowman while snapping them. They call to my mind the words of the Psalmist:
He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes. He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold? ~ Psa 147:16,17I swear, there is something in the Bible for absolutely every occasion!