Sunday, January 17
The first snow of winter, and it happened, all too perfectly, on a Saturday morning. So we had all the time in the world and every member of the family home to go out and play. A snowlady was built, many snowballs were thrown, and at least one Transformer got soaked in icy wet slush... And it was beautiful. Perfect. Magic.
I know the days are coming here winter has lost its charm... But that's not happening yet. And I am glad.
Posted by Emily S. at 9:25 PM