Two of my grandchildren, both born in 2002 and living within miles of this acre, didn't see snow until they were 11, in 2013. Here in central Louisiana, snow was a rate event for many decades. It's still unusual enough that it it is noteworthy.
Yesterday we knew that there was a significant chance of snow. Schools promptly announced their closings. This is what I awoke to this morning.
A light dusting, less than an inch. Schools are closed, and Belle's employer text her this morning, saying hat they would open the office at noon. Such is our response to a winter storm in Louisiana. We don't do snow or ice in sub-tropical Louisiana. We just don't.