Snow

out
(of the apartment)

It is snowing.

In Houston.

What the hell.

In the quarter-century I've lived here (or what I can remember of it) we've had snow, like, three times, and never this early in the year: the earliest in recorded history, I think, was Christmas Eve.

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Also, the G1 really can't handle taking a picture of the night sky (in a doubtless vain attempt to catch an image of falling snowflakes):

Apparently it refuses to store an image until it has something it will call an image. This is probably what you want in most cases -- e.g., if your finger is over the lens -- but yeah.

Here's the closest I could come to capturing some, under a nearby houselight:

It rather looks like sparklers.

Some of the kids in this complex (sorry, no photographs) were trying to gather enough snow to build a snowman; but that deteriorated into a snowball fight. (Which is possibly rarer than snowmen here, so all the better!)

It is delightfully cold. I can't feel my fingers, and can barely type.

— excuse me. I feel a sudden urge to make hot cocoa.