We were sorting out our photos today morning when I came across some of the old albums. I found these photos of my first snow experience. I was lucky to witness a snowfall just after ten days I arrived in America. It usually didn’t snow in the town we lived. My husband said this was his first snow either in six years of his stay. I was extremely thrilled. Our friends wrapped in jackets, snow hats and gloves, came to our place. We got ready to step out and play with the snow. It was an amazing experience to see the snowfall. I would catch the snow flurries, hold it tightly in my hand and crush it. I open my hand to see nothing but water. We went around the town to see people rejoicing in the first snow of the year. I guess nobody stayed at home. There were snowman everywhere and we made one of our own and took pictures.Oh I felt so nostalgic looking at them today. Here are some pictures of my first and unexpected snow.