Alien landscape

Last night, I heard it raining -- or, at least, I thought it was rain -- but it was louder than usual, so I went to check it out. Instead of rain, it was snowing pellets. It looked like fake snow, like the kind they make for movies, not real, live actual snowflakes. "What the hell? Doesn't this place even know how to snow?" I asked J.R. And this morning, we woke up to this. Which seems oddly familiar, and yet at the same time, wrong.