I have mixed feelings about snow now too.... I used to love it, had to get out and be in it, making snowmen, having snowball fights, sledging, getting hot and silly - and I got as excited as a child by those falling flakes. Now I love the way it looks, but it means more pain and cold, and mainly fear if I step outside. I'm so scared of falling now, any ice is just too much risk.

I do remember though. If we get some thick, white, soft, silent snow, I sit and remember all the fun I had when snow was such fun. Makes me mist up just writing it, it always without fail makes me cry a little for something beautiful that I feel I've lost.

Enjoy the view, but be careful!

Bram.