Wish You Were Here

During winter, so rarely does it snow in Atlanta, when it does, the city effectively shuts down since no one really knows how to deal with it. So this afternoon, when the season's first snowfall started off gently, with forecasts predicting rain and possible ice storms, no one could scurry away from work and on their way home fast enough. Single figure temperatures and falling ice flakes would, to most people, give the green light to cranking up a warm fire and planting oneself on the couch. As for me, I got home and took these...