I live on a mountain

I woke up to a significant dump of snow this morning. Down here at sea level it was just slushy "thick" rain, but up where home is now it was fluffy snow. I really like snow. It was fun waiting for the bus listening to the sound of the snow on my umbrella. I have, however, been influenced by Ivana's kids... all I could think while standing in the snow was:

The more it snows

     (tiddly pomp)

The more it goes

     (tiddly pomp)

On snowing

     (tiddly pomp)

And no one knows

     (tiddly pomp)

How cold my toes

     (tiddly pomp)

Are growing.

(That's one of Pooh's songs, if you didn't know.)