When I looked out the window this morning I found a small bit of snow had arrived. All I had noticed during the night was the howl of the wind.
No need really to plow for this small amount of snow, but the temperature was just right for turning it to a form of crunchy ice. Every car that went by on the street below my window produced the Snap, Crackle, Pop! So that's how New Year's Day was celebrated in this corner of Minnesota.