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Maija waits patiently all summer for the first snow of the year. Given global warming, this keeps getting pushed further back and back. This year, a jacket wasn’t necessary on December 1st. Finally though this morning, we have it - the first wet, slushy, puddling snow of the year. The the snow dogs rejoice.

Follow-up (2:30pm): It’s now brilliantly sunny out and a balmy 37 degrees. She’s going to be so disappointed when I get home.