We gotten some of this stuff scampering down:
But snow is pretty. Every so often she just wants to take a gander at it.
Till recently she had to be satisfied with observing photos of the Snows of Yesteryear:
She added it to this street light photo, taken on a clear, moonlit night:
She added it to her yard photo, taken on a bright, sunny day
Without needing to lift a shovel or struggle into boots, she can enjoy softly falling snow anywhere, anytime.