This picture of a recent snowfall reminds of my childhood, growing up in Tehran. We never had quite the bone-chilling temperatures that we sometimes experience in the northeast, nor did we have the volume of the powdery snow that we receive here, but we still had plenty of snow and it usually was of the wet variety, good for making great snow balls. Even there, the snow had the magical power to force school cancellations, and who could complain about that.
