I woke up this morning and could not pull myself out of bed until 10. Took a walk around town, my hands almost numb from the cold on the way back. Packed my car and drove to my mom's house. I was less than five minutes away when I noticed a few snowflakes.
I hadn't heard anything about any expected snow for today, but quite honestly, I hadn't checked the weather in a while, either. At first, I had barely even noticed the snowflakes falling outside of my car window, there were so few of them. I assumed it would quickly stop, nothing sticking on the ground. I was wrong. I got home and it kept snowing all day. I look out the window as I write this and I watch it fall.
I am so go, go, go that I have a hard time spending a day at home. And I didn't spend the whole day at home, but I've spent hours in the same chair, and that doesn't happen often, either. Snow is one of the things that slows me down. I watched Jack Edwards's latest video, ate some pasta salad, and read my new copy of The New York Times tiny love stories collection. I spent lots of time with my dog Mina.
And I took Mina outside, and we played in the snow. I love that I could see every path that she walked since the snow began to stick, her paw-prints visible on the ground in front of me.
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