I love the snow.
I know, cue the vehemence. Snow is a polarizing topic. My parents moves thousands of miles away to avoid it. People fly to exotic places to find it. The locals here, around Philly, are never iffy about their opinion of the stuff.
Me, I love it.
It grounds me. I watch it, and my eyes follow it down, down to the ground, down to the earth where it coats and blankets and covers and quiets.
Hopefully, tonight or tomorrow I have a chance to add a few end-of-season pics, but for now, here's lookin' out my kitchen window, from a few storms ago:
Isn't it dreamy? That top one says, "Aren't you glad you're standing here making that hot cup of tea?" The bottom one invites me outside with the birds and squirrels, promising that the sun won't reflect too brightly into my eyes. Lovely.
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