When we woke up this morning, 3" or so wet sloppy snow covered the ground. Which made Charley the dog very happy. (He enjoys crouching down in it, King of the Hill-style. All that heavy fur must make for a hot belly.)
Tonight, in spite of the cold, the white's largely melted down.
Welcome back to fall, bare branches, general dreariness -- and Colorado.
No big deal-- more snow's coming.