In Chicago it snows. Winter has always been the most dreaded season for us. The harsh cold wind that pierces through even the thickest and toughest of winter coats, the sharp air that sucks the moisture out of everything and anything, and just the sheer coldness that drives us to hide in our insulated dwellings, safely away from the chilling claws of winter. Yet, there is magic in the first snow. The dancing snowflakes blanket the land, transforming everything they touch, giving beauty to …