first snow of the season

If we were still home schooling, today, we would read and
learn the poem “When the Frost is on the Punkin”
by James Whitcomb Riley.

Last night we got our first dusting of snow. Some of the white flakes landed on my pumpkins.

Since school is not in session, think I will just send a gentle reminder to son and daughter number 2, to toss in a warm coat into their suitcases. Four days and a wake up until we get to enjoy their visit. YIPPY!