And it was a good one! It snowed for almost two days. I’m very pleased.
I don’t remember exactly why or when I decided to love winter best. I suspect I was just born that way. I love a winter landscape. I love the feel of cold air. I love how the world looks covered in a blanket of snow.
This time, I didn’t even mind that we got just a tiny bit of ice.
And I was surprised to find that the mill race had frozen over.
The world just feels a little more quiet, a little more slow, and a little more bright when it snows.
We’re expecting more wintry weather over the weekend, and I’m ready. I’ve got hot cocoa in the cabinet, cider and wine in the fridge, firewood by the hearth, and a list of books I’ve been meaning to read.
I feel like spring is just around the corner, but it’s not here yet. To everything there is a season, and this is the season for snow.