It’s snowing snowing snowing! Not those big fat flakes (those are the best), but millions of tiny little white dots floating around, never seeming to land. Regardless of my feelings about winter (and winter activities), snow makes everything better. A new coat of snow is like a fresh start. Everything is white and peaceful and beautiful. My favorite is the inch or so that stacks up on all the branches of trees, and then going outside when its dark and the moon is out, and all is silent and still.
Huh. Who knew I could be so passionate about snow?