It's mid-January and snowing again. I've decided that snow is nice and all, very pretty to look at and to think about, but I'd really rather roll around in fine white sand on a beach somewhere and sip a mojito.
I think this fulfills both requirements.
Neat Woodpile by SugarBridge
But what I love about snow and winter is the anticipation of warmth. Getting back to the apartment, walking through the door, taking off my boots, and seeing my favorite people at home - you'd think I haven't been back in years. Hanging out with the neighbors (luckily I live in an apartment building) and playing board games because we're all stuck inside with nothing better to do - when else would we stop to get together in our busy lives?
The joy of winter is having an excuse to break schedules and routines, while knowing it won't last. When the snow stops and the roads are salted, people burst into the streets like the buildings can no longer contain them. Then it's time to go about business again because even though there may be another snow storm tomorrow, for the moment it feels like spring.
Natures Jewels by Crystalphotography