We lived in Western New York back in the 70’s, and I recall my two older brothers building a fort deep into the snow. The exit was tricky seeing it turned into an icy slide after using it.  It was probably not that steep looking back on it, but it sure felt like it wearing my bulky winter gear.  What is your earliest memory of snow?

“Snow Fog” by Sandra Mucha | 10″ x 10″ x 1.5” | 25.4cm x 25.4cm x 4cm | Acrylic on Canvas