Last weekend I realized (or I decided) it’s going to start warming up in two weeks. Spring is closer than we think. Part of me wants it, because I want to take Amber outside. If only it’d been in the 20s and snowing more often.
But every day since then, I’ve woken up and looked out my windows and been happy to see white. Pleased and calmed to see the snow outside all during morning routine. I do love it so. I don’t want it to go. At least this last week I’ve been appreciating the sight of it.