Barfi

Another dust storm and then the weather turned very cold and the snow arrived overnight. Waking to fresh snowfall is always a joy. They have a custom here when the first snow falls called barfi - sounds pretty gross but it's really quite nice - where people give someone they know a piece of paper with a poem on it (a sharing of some sentiment) or a list of stuff they want (a favourite with kids). There are no returns! Let's just say I got well and truly "snowed" by a girl who gained far too many sugary snacks from me. The best I could do was refuse to grant items that were incorrectly spelled. A technicality but hey, my only defense as the newby here in this culture.

P.S. The crib will be my new home when the renovations are finished. Got to love a bit of DIY but hopefully this snow doesn't last too long or there will be more than barf to worry about this side of Christmas!