That's not a big deal for a lot of people--I had my share while in grad school at the University of Arkansas and thought they were a bit overrated (I don't like snow and ice).
But when one comes along about once a century (snow on Christmas day), then they feel a bit special, I imagine. My friend Lynette sent me these pictures from New Orleans, and it's given me a whole new outlook on the city. Enjoy.
A grave in a Metairie cemetary
The St. Charles Ave. Streetcar