The journaling reads:

We knew the chances were small, but... the weather cooperated! You couldn't really call it a snowfall, but there WERE snowflakes swirling in the air. And to those who haven't seen snow in five years, it was good enough. He wasn't going to go out - snow is for small kids after all, but in the end, even he couldn't resist. I love his deliberately stern face and the scarf hiding his smile.