First Snow in Burlington

Journal

June woke me up at 6 a.m. shouting, 'Dad! It's snowing! It's actually snowing!'

We built the snowman before breakfast. He has a carrot nose and absolutely no chill.

Hot cocoa on the porch, marshmallows melting. She told me the snowman is named Gerald.

First snow of the year. Gerald's still standing. So are we.