First Snow...

Last evening saw the first snow of winter on the front steps at the Seminary.  It was really the result of a Nor'easter, whose winds continue to blow.  The beauty of the few inches of fresh white snow is something we seem to forget during the spring and summer.  It reminds me of an old Robert Frost poem we had to memorize in grammar school:

The way a crow
Shook down on me
the dust of snow
from a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a say I had rued.