We’re a “north of 7” school.  Snow days when the rest of the board has bus service.  Lazy days of PJs, video games, movies, and an enforced “Go outside!” – just to keep mommy sane.  At the moment, it looks like someone cut open a down pillow and is shaking it overhead.  Huge snowflakes – at least twoonie sized – are falling very, very quickly.  It’s peaceful and intriguing.  My camera doesn’t capture the beauty. It’s days like today that I’m thrilled with our decision to live in the country… at least until I have to try leave the driveway.