Snowfall on a Sunday Morning

Most folks know that I wouldn't give a flip about white stuff falling from the sky unless it were the terrorists shooting anthrax bullets out of their plutonium helicopters. But, this morning, I was greeted at 6:30 by nice, juicy snowflakes, the kind of snowfall Lynnette had been waiting for since moving from Texas. So, instead of heading to workout, I took some pictures:

Here's the view from my front porch:

Here's the view from the middle of 7th Avenue looking south:

Here's the view from the middle of 7th Avenue looking north towards Werthan:

And here's our lovely, snow-covered abode: