Here's the view once I get up there:
I missed the first snow of the season by being in Los Angeles, which, I understand, is enjoying temps in the 70s today. So, today's light sprinkling is especially appreciated. My first winter here in DC, back in '96, coincided with one of the major snow storms of the decade. At the time, I was living in a basement apartment, better know as "The Pit," and I was buried. Which would have been fine if I had any window action going on, but, just like Laverne and Shirley, my windows were all at sidewalk level, so I couldn't even see out them.
I don't live in "The Pit" anymore. Instead, I live in a Tree House. On such a day as today, I pull up all the wood blinds on all my windows, and just look.
Snow. It's addictive. It's Nature's coke!