Winter is still my favorite, even now that I live at the beach these days. I never take snow for granted, generally but especially now, and I thoroughly enjoyed this beautiful evening. (And you bet I sat out on my porch in my pajamas and watched it fall!)
I’m admittedly a little late to the party, posting about this. It’s been over a week ago now. But I couldn’t just not write about it, given how much I love snow. (If you’ve been here for a while, you know I love snow. If you haven’t, you should know: I love snow. And winter is my favorite.)
Anyway…
I just can’t believe it, y’all. I thought I’d never see a snow like this again. But the universe just loves proving me wrong, and so here we are. Virginia Beach got a foot of snow.
I mean, in this case, it’s like the universe proved me wrong to make me happy, and I just can’t complain about that.
There’s like no snow infrastructure around here, so we were snowed in until the weather warmed up enough to melt stuff.
And I’m not complaining! Many cups of tea. Lots of snuggles with the baby. Good naps.
Lucy loved watching the snow fall.
And was entertained trying to catch it in her hand and feeling little flakes on her head.
She was…decidedly less certain once we got her outside to actually play in it.
Maybe next year, kid. 😊
Although, who knows? This was a pretty historic snowstorm for Virginia Beach, and I doubt we’ll see anything like it again for a long time. But a few inches next winter? That’s possible!
For now, I’ll just be grateful for the abundance we got.
If you’ve been here for a while, you know that I love snow. I love winter, and I love snow. I’m not so keen to get a big snowstorm this year, given that we’ve got a newborn, but I am happy to report that we did see a nice, gentle snowfall for the last couple of days.
Enough to blanket the ground without causing major chaos. And Annie has enjoyed it, which is so wonderful to see.
Lovely, right? And Lucy’s very first snow day! She has no idea what that means right now, but one day, she will.
It’s been a crazy couple of weeks around here since Graham went back to work on January 8th, but we’re doing okay. We’re figuring things out as we go, and I think that’s the best we can do. Unfortunately, it means that at this moment, I don’t have a ton of time to devote to writing and blogging and such, but that will change eventually.
It’s just nice that amidst the stress and change, we’ve gotten to see some actual winter weather. Even if this is all the snow we get this year, I can say that I’m happy. 😊
I wanted a wintry winter. Well, seems I might get it in spring. It’s a funny, frustrating thing, that we can’t rely on Virginia’s weather, fickle and peculiar as it is. But at least there’s this: Foxes in the meadow, deer under the willow, velvet gray skies and a fire’s crackling glow, and warmer days ahead. (I hope.)
Well, it seems this is it: The closest I’ll get this winter to seeing snow. So, hello little lovely. I truly am glad you’re here, though I wish more for your namesake at this point in the year. Still, I suppose, you’re no less dear to the season. And I know, at the end of the day, a fall or a flower is just no choice of mine to make.
Over the race and into the woods, just down the forest path – there we’ll go. In search of adventure, in search of snow, we’ll step and turn and twirl and dance. We’ll take this chance. And if, along the way, we find a journey or a day, we’ll know – we were meant to be here in this winter wonderland. Will you join us? Then take my hand.
I’m not that fond of summer. I’m quite okay with spring. Fall is a time for magic, and winter is my scene. But as I sit here waiting, as far as winters go, I think this one’s been boring because we’ve had NO SNOW!
Okay, but seriously, it’s looking like we’ll see no snow at all this winter. I can’t lie – I’m really disappointed. We’ve had some very cold weather, and then some relatively warm weather, winter-wise, and we’ve had some rain, and some fog, oddly enough, but absolutely zero snow. I know this happens some years. It’s fine. Maybe it means next year’s winter will be extra beautiful.
In the meantime, at least there’s tea. And books. And fuzzy blankets. And various other cozy winter things.
A couple of years ago, around this time, we had a pretty bad ice storm. We were not prepared, because it was forecasted to just be a light wintry mix. I was really worried our birch tree would crack under the weight of all that frozen stuff, and super anxious that we might lose power.
It didn’t, and we didn’t, but yeah, I don’t like ice. Snow? Yes! Ice? Hard no.
At any rate, it’s looking like we might see some winter weather tomorrow, and what do you know – they’re predicting a wintry mix. So, we’ll see. Fingers crossed it’s not too bad!
I know, I know. Not everyone loves winter and snow. But I do!
Alas, we haven’t had any yet, and it doesn’t look likely that we’ll get any soon. It’s early in the season, but you never know – sometimes we get a before-Christmas snow. So, I’ll be keeping my fingers crossed.
And this is a short post. I know that, too. I’m not sure if everyone else gets swamped around this time of year, but Graham and I have been super busy lately. We’ve got two parties to attend this evening alone. I’m grateful for it, and next week looks less chaotic. So, you know, stick with me. Good things to come, I promise!