Mother Nature's white out

We awoke to about an inch thick layer of snow; more came down as the morning passed, first as a fine sifting, then some fat flakes, then what can only be described as "slow hail." It was warming up, however, so by the time we got out after lunch for the daily loop, there was just a little bit of crunchy granular stuff remaining to be walked upon and savored for its squeak. We may get more tonight or into the very early morning Tuesday.
A friend's child was ill, so we had to cancel our climbing session. She loaned me the Patrick White novel, and by the next time we meet, I may be finished with it and ready to discuss it.