Last First Snow?

Things are a-changin' at my house, 

with engagements and opportunities elsewhere for my housemates.

I find myself in a season of 'this will probably be the last [insert occasion here] in this house...', and, since this house has been good to me, it seems a bit poignant.

So, when I woke up later than usual this morning, slipped downstairs to make my coffee, and stood looking out on the deck in a semi-routine moment of gazing out on the morning sky, 

I thought:

Last First Snow.

[Setting aside my reaction of 'why is there snow on the ground?!']
I paused, to take a moment to say unto myself: 'Notice this. Allow the closing of this season to unfold before you. Remember to breathe it in, remember to remember it.'

Last First Snow, I see you.