My grandma said to me yesterday (on what would have been their 68th wedding anniversary) that her and my grandpa got married on a day very similar to yesterday. It was a bit chilly, but no snow on the ground.
They woke up the next day though, to two inches of snow.
And I can't help but think, that the snow falling from the sky right now and sticking to the ground, is my grandpa being cheeky from heaven.