Waiting to board the train this morning, I thought white flecks were falling (and I knew rain/snow was predicted) but I wasn't sure. Walking to HBS, though, there were definitely white flecks on my coat. The precipitation got heavier as time progressed, and it's definitely not particularly pretty snow, but it still pleases me. (Yes, I know I'm a freak.)
Edit, 9:58am: Wow, real large flakes falling down! Joy increases.