The snow began while I was teaching this morning, a delicate lace sheet rippling over the back parking lot. After I finished the lecture, as I was packing up my tech gear, a student from warmer climes excitedly told me on the way out the door that this was the first time she had seen snow. Voices of a couple more bubbled in from the hallway, wondering if there would be enough to play in.
"Think about the phase diagram of water," I called out encouragingly. I turned back to see two of my East coast students looking at me in dismay. "How to spoil a perfectly good snow storm..."