Waking up after a snow storm is like waking up on your birthday. You never know what to expect, but you know it’s going to be something good. That first sight of a snow-topped landscape is something good. At this point, the city and its environs are covered in a pristine white velvet blanket. It may devolve into a muddy slush, but to not appreciate its infancy is definitely not an option. Here’s to the first hour of the first day after a snow storm.