There are winters I remember for their awfulness. This one is having its moments. But snow in a place that doesn't get snow is really memorable.
My sister looked out the window of our bedroom and said, "It snowed." And I said, "It did not." It did.
And two years later, to the day, it did it again.
My sister looked out the window of our bedroom and said, "It snowed." And I said, "It did not." It did.
And two years later, to the day, it did it again.