Since we moved into this house, our fondest wish has been for enough snow to get snowed in.

It finally happened!

It was falling when we went to bed and Dean said, "Maybe in the morning there will be so much snow that we can't leave the house." I thought that to be very unlikely as it very rarely snows heavily here.

But then in the morning, there it was.

Everything was beautiful, even the pines. We stayed home (just about all of Christchurch did) and watched it fall and read books and watched it fall and ate and watched it fall . . . so silently, so softly. It was just as wonderful as I had imagined.