It’s something you really had to pause and watch. Snowfall in Oregon’s Bay Area. As rare as a Sea Turtle at Bastendorff Beach. I mean it does happen, just not very often. Overnight was cold, 34-degrees to greet sunrise, then Mother Nature provided a late, but welcome White Christmas. Snow, actual measurable snow. Coated everything while making those who dared scramble to their favorite tire shop for chains, studded tires or a cup of warm coffee and good conversation. Conversation other than the pandemic or politics for a change. Nice how snow can make one forget about the troubles in our lives, our world, if even for a short while.