Time Keeps on Slipping
We had our first snow last Sunday night. This landmark in the calendar is always an ecstatic one–but this year is particularly nice, because the snow started in the evening, so I could sit in my chair by the window with the porch light on and watch the flakes drift out of the dark winter sky into the light and spin to the ground.
Next morning, the world was foggy, chill, and white.
I love winter. I love it.