Snapped this pic of the huge, fluffy snow coming down at my morning bus stop before I managed to catch not just one but several-- felt like a kid again and definitely made a chilly commute a little better. Just looking up into the sky and watching them drift down felt magical.
Surprisingly, it was not actively snowing while I was in Iceland, but when I got back to Beijing it was snowing big beautiful flakes. So, I stuck my tongue out, and caught one! Points for living like a child as an adult!