In Arizona, we don’t have snow days, we have SNOW MINUTES.  By the time the clouds had cleared enough to reveal the snow on the mountains, we had minutes to pack up the car, get the kids out of school and drive out into the desert to find patches of snow.  As we rounded each successive curve, I worried we may not get anything more than a patch or two of snowy mud in the shadow of a rock, but we beat the melt and found a great view and enough snow to have a little snow ball fight.  I grew up around snow.  But my wife, who grew up in Phoenix, was 33 when she first saw snow falling out of the sky.  So, any chance we get, we expose our children to snow in an effort to make them more empathetic to those who live in the northern climates!

Anyway, here was our view this afternoon as we played in the snow.