But does it matter? It snowed. The Friday before Christmas, and it snows. Everything was hushed this morning, and it felt like Christmas. And even now, at 9:30 with the now still on the ground and roof - Mill Mountain coming out of the slight fog that held it before - the mountain is capped by white.
It's been a long, yet remarkably fast year - and here in the closing days, things just suddenly slowed down.
Enjoy it while it lasts..