"Aunt Ashel! What is that outside?!... It's snow!" - the words that woke me up this morning.
Savannah got way too excited about the small amount of snow (ice) on the rooftops. It stormed during the night and must have turned into sleet at some point. Sadly, it wasn't snow. But, it was a bit of joy to wake up to.
The rest of the morning was spent hanging around the house before hitting the road headed home.
Driving through flat farm land can be pretty boring, but driving toward the western sky at sunset makes it entertaining.