Pawleys got a mix of snow and ice with a topping of ice last night and this morning. Lilly doesn’t remember the snow she saw when we lived on Lookout Mountain so she was checking the windows every half hour last night, hoping to see a snowflake fall from the sky. This morning, she woke me up with the words, “It didn’t snow much, but just a little bit.” Then after a few cartoons were watched, Wil took the girls on a walk around the neighborhood to see what kind of ice adventure they could find. On the golf course, teenagers sledded down the icy hills. From the roofs, icicles hung and Willow brought me one back from the journey. Wil took a ride over to the church and snapped a few shots of it because it might be another five years before this town sees another snowflake. It was a good day since we had the warmth of our house and all the time we could stand to bond. We are thankful we had gotten out of the house when it was still kind of warm here and played with our friends. Looks like more of the same tomorrow as we prep for some special company.