There was a chance of flurries last night, and Dylan was beside himself with hope that there'd be snow in the morning. It never materialized, but we did wake up to a world of sparkly frost, so the boys were happy enough.
I love this photo, with its lampost and snow and that gorgeous wreath of berries. Do you have a wreath on your front door? I like to make mine with evergreen boughs and holly. You?