I love snow. And I was starting to think that we weren't going to have any this winter.
Then on Sunday it started...huge flakes like white confetti. The ground was so warm that it wasn't sticking at first, but it kept up all day and by the next morning we had several inches.
I went out early Monday morning and traipsed around for a while, snapping lots of pictures.
{Saturday was in the 60s and I saw people in town wearing capris and flip flops. The next day we had snow. Go figure.}
My goofy brother left this on my car...
Lots of animal tracks.
I promise I didn't make this track. :)
There wasn't enough snow to play in {I love sledding}, but I still had a nice time. There's something magical about snow, anyway, but that morning it was even more beautiful than usual. You know how snow has its own kind of quiet?
Everything was silent and sparkling. The sky was impossibly blue and the woods looked Narnian. It was one of those perfect moments that's sort of bittersweet because they don't come that often, and you never know how long you'll have to wait for the next one.
"The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands." - Psalm 19:1
"He does not despise real woods because he has read of enchanted woods: the reading makes all real woods a little enchanted." -C.S. Lewis
P.S. I'm so glad I took the pictures when I did. Because most of the snow had melted by the end of the day. Now everything is drippy and muddy and slushy. But I'm not complaining. :)
Until next time,

Snow is so pretty! We got about a foot last month (which is quite unusual here), which we really enjoyed. Oh, and your picture of the snow from the ground looks really awesome.
ReplyDeleteI miss snow.. beautiful pictures!
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