So it snowed last night. This has only happened three or four times this winter. Global warming. Weather extremes. Whatever.
I just love it. My youngest is 24 years old. Still, the first snow of the season, I text all four of my kids with the, “It’s snowing!” text. They know how much I love the snow and I think they all would say they do too.
I love going for walks when it is freezing or snowing because there isn’t anyone else out. It’s so quiet. Insulated with the snow. You can hear and see the most wonderful things. The other day, walking my dog, we ran across five wild turkeys. Those birds have the most beautiful feathers that are every different color of brown with iridescent mixed in. They were just six feet away.
