The first snow has fallen. Today, down on the ground, parents shuffled to school under rain soaked hoods, their eyes trained on a dozen rubber boots running by: ladybugs, frogs, spidermen, assorted bogs with new fall designs. Nobody was looking up, only down. Perhaps wondering if this sort of weather justified splurging on a really expensive coffee. But later in the day, when the clouds lifted, there it was: a snow line down to the Bear’s Den. There can be no doubt what lies ahead: winter.
