Waking to a heavy fog on Sunday morning, set the tone for the day. We moved a bit slower, snuggled a little longer and cozied up under quilts, watched movies, read and played games. In the morning, I ventured out to get a few groceries and snapped a couple pics of the dreary day with my phone. The country roads and barren trees, along with the heavy sky made for moody b&w images. Later in the day, as the fog rolled back in, across the empty cornfields, I got my big camera out to capture the landscapes.
Is it spring yet? I keep seeing these kind of comments and status updates posting on Facebook. They make me smile a little each time I read one, as the thought has been frequently crossing my own mind lately, but I’ve been trying really hard not to complain.
I’m just going to be honest…winter is not my favorite season. The cold settles into my bones and I literally ache from the chill. Most days from now until April I’ll have a warm mug of something nearby. It helps, but so do the 3+ layers I’m wearing. No, I’m not kidding.
Well, it’s been awhile friends….
A big snowstorm arrived just ahead of our holidays, meaning an early start to our Christmas break. It was the kick off to about two weeks of hibernation that set in around our house. Staying in our pjs day after day, making blanket forts, sledding, powering down laptops and spending time as a family. It was wonderful. The time away from technology was refreshing…freeing even.
I’m writing this from the warmth of my kitchen. Something I could not say for most of the day. We had a snowstorm blow through overnight bringing 8 inches of snow and 50 mph winds that took out our power for 12 hours. It was a funny lesson for my children in all that electricity does for us, both big and small. Thankfully, there were mounds of snow to be conquered and sugar cookies to be decorated. Still, the day was not without complaints of wanting to watch a favorite movie or why cold, wet snow clothes couldn’t just be thrown in the dryer.