It's snowing here ... big wet flakes. It looks like the brief flirtation with spring is fading, at least for the moment. Oh, well. I guess that means less sunstroke for me!
It never snows here, but I've always thought it sounded so romantic, it gives you lots of excuses to snuggle up under the covers in front of a fire, or have like a book in one hand and coffee in the other.......lol, but maybe it's WAY different when you have to drive through it, and shovel it off your driveway everyday.
There is a romance about snow. The evening is quiet, all noises muffled by the powdery new snow, white upon the ground and lit up by the northern lights and the stars in the winter sky. We could put away all thoughts of shoveling and take a horsedrawn sleigh ride snuggled up cheek to rosy cheek, followed by mulled wine in front of the fireplace.
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