The first day of the first week of the last month that I am in school in 2010 opened up with what I thought would be an all-day monsoon. I was pleasantly surprised. By mid-day, what was a nightmare of wind and rain had transformed gracefully into light-hearted, comforting snow. Everything is a winter wonderland. And the scenery is gorgeous--EVERYTHING is gorgeous right now. Watching the flakes fall one by one or in groups brings a lot of comfort; I like patterns. Ithaca truly is gorgeous. I say this after fall because I personally am not a fan of falling leaves. But falling fancy water-ice droplets? Those I am a fan of.