First Flakes

In honor of my parents receiving 9 inches of beautiful, white snow yesterday I cut my first snow flakes of the season. While some might look at snow as a cold, wet, horrendous thing that falls from the sky and sticks to the ground, we here in the Miller household LOVE it. The kids danced with excitement watching me cut and hang these snowflakes on the wall. I'll see how many flakes I can get on the wall this year. I didn't quite make my vision to fill the kitchen. Get out your hats and mittens (and shovels!) it's snowing in our house.