Paul and I agreed that this looked like the start of Narnia where Lucy came out of the wardrobe, and we pretended that was Mr. Tumnus coming towards us. #cslewisforever
I could write a short story just about my love for snow. I’ve loved it since I was a little girl. And I’m not a fair-weathered fan of it, only loving it in December (pun absolutely intended) I love a heavy snowfall even if it’s April and everyone is over it. Growing up in the snow belt definitely helped, by even still there would be those first snows that had everyone saying “yeah but is it really snow? Are we sure that’s not just thick rain??” Or it wouldn’t accumulate and just leave everyone disappointed. But yesterday was not the case. Yesterday was everything you could ever hope for in a first snow. Right before Christmas, not too cold so you could walk around and play in it all day, and SO MUCH of it. My heart was bursting! Good gift from the Lord I tell you!