Teeny snowflakes flitted down and tickled my nose as I got started on my run this afternoon. The ground was dry, but it was cold enough for snow. It had been trying to all morning. On and off, on and off.
It wasn’t enough snow to show up on a picture, though. But when I got to this hill, there was evidence of it. A little bit of white clung to some frozen spots on the asphalt.