I guess the time has really come for winter to show its face again. After an October snowstorm of around 17 inches of heavy, wet snow and ice came through, leaving us without power for a week and canceling Halloween (that's right, CANCELED!), I was happy enough without it.
This winter has been incredibly mild, especially when you consider that we live in New England. Sunny springlike days, sweater weather... simply wonderful for an anti-cold person like me. I was getting used to it and loving every moment. But the dream was too good to last.
We've had a few dustings, even an inch or so that quickly melted. But sometime in the wee hours of the morning, it began to snow in earnest. And it's still coming down. All told, they are forecasting 4-6 inches for our area.
I'm thankful it's the weekend and I don't have to figure out school and work issues. I'm thankful I only had a few "out of house" things to get done and they'll all keep until tomorrow. I have food in the fridge and coffee on the burner. I have two dance costumes to finish this weekend, a small client project and a good amount of work for my regular job. I have a house to clean. So I'm going to look at this cold, white stuff I could live without and see it as a tool to give me the time I may otherwise have spent chasing after my family's goals instead of mine. And while I'm tucked inside, safe and warm, I might just spend a few minutes admiring the view. Because it may be cold, and it may be bothersome and I may be happy to live without it, but it sure is pretty. Just don't tell that to the clouds.
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