It's funny what snow can do for a Sunday morning. It creates hope that church or school tomorrow may be cancelled. The world is somewhat hushed into a sort of reverence. It's cold, of course, as well as being so wintry and foreign. Plus, as an added bonus, it makes home seem somehow more cozy and inviting than at other times.
We had our first snow last night. It's the perfect Northwest type, the streets aren't covered, but the grass is. It's rather charming in its temporariness. I love it!
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