A snowstorm in the desert

On the 1st day of the year, we woke up to snow on the ground. In the desert! A mere hour from the Mexican border!! It is quite unusual and according to the locals, it only happens every 3-4 years. Still half-asleep, I heard the bus door open at 7:30 and rolled around in bed... I found out later that Aïsha decided to go play in the snow by herself! JF followed soon after and took most of the pictures in this post (except the last 3). I finally joined them later and a snowball fight ensued (snowballs with desert prickles are nasty weapons!).