Last night just after midnight my roommate came rushing into our room and told me to get outside and see what was going on. Running out, I found myself standing barefoot in a pile of snow that hadn't been there a half hour earlier. Of course we did the only rational thing and went out exploring for about an hour in the abandoned camp grounds. Woke up and it's still snowing. I think nature is pulling the equivalent of playing Christmas music the minute it's no longer Halloween.
Here's a picture of our Jack Skellington jack o lantern: