Looking back through my photos, I found some snow photos from a few years ago. This was a rare event for our part of California. Snow is always so pretty to watch as it gently drifts down from above. It's the aftermath that I don't like. If I could be transported somewhere to watch the snow falling, wake up to the new snow looking so fresh on the ground, take my photos, and then be transplanted back home....well, I think that would be pretty cool.