Thank you, New Hampshire.
After being unseasonably warm in the mid 40's and remnant of the only of recent rain yesterday, I threw open the curtains this morning with the hopes of a very small child burning bright in my only minutes awake chest, and glowed.
All the tree's in the distance are dusted white and the ground is covered and the roof tops are blanketed, and I am watching the snow continue to fall through the window where I pushed all the drapes back right now.
The view out my left window
And now it is White Christmas, too.
All the tree's in the distance are dusted white and the ground is covered and the roof tops are blanketed, and I am watching the snow continue to fall through the window where I pushed all the drapes back right now.
The view out my left window
And now it is White Christmas, too.