To a certain set of my friends, my enjoyment of snow is odd.  But in the corner of the world where I live, snow is a part of life.  Often times a large part of life.  Most people out here have seen snow in every month of the year.  (If if makes you feel better, this is not wildly common.)

For me, it’s simple.  Snow changes everything.  How we dress, how we drive, what we drive.  How things look.  Yesterday this was just a tree.  Today it looked braided and new and completely distracted me.

snowy braided tree