walking in a winter wonderland

When it snows

Ain't it thrilling

Though your nose gets a chilling

We'll frolic and play

The Eskimo way

Walking in a winter wonderland

The trees were covered in a deceivingly warm-looking blanket of powdery white, the fire was roaring in the wood stove and small bits of white were still falling from the sky. Outdoors was calling me, as were the animals who were hungry for their breakfast, so I bundled up, grabbed my faithful camera and tromped outside. She followed me, and once the animals were fed and patted, we walked through the ankle-deep snow making tracks, taking pictures, laughing and trying to keep our dog from jumping up on us.

She tried to blow snowflakes on me, I threw a snowball at her and we ran through the trees surveying the deep green pine branches covered in their whimsical white blanket, and watched the rainbows dance on every drop of water melting from the icicles when the sun shone through the low, moody clouds. We stayed out for an hour, taking pictures and trying to stay warm. When we finally ran into the mud-room and removed our dripping boots and damp coats, our toes were numb, our eyes dancing, our noses red from the cold and an overall glow on our faces just from the thrill of snow.

And more is expected tonight. 1-3 inches more. Squee!

Happy Friday, friends! Come over and play in the snow, maybe?

xo, m