the cold kinda made me a little less smitten.
but still mostly-smitten.
it's lovely stuff. it's white and cold. and cold and white.
the thing I love most about snow, is how quiet it is. it sneaks up on you.
but don't worry, I didn't get a fright. I approached it calmly and said, "why hello snow. you may have sneaked up on me, but we can still be friends."
oh my poor family. I drag them out into the snow and tell them to smile in freezing conditions. yes, you do love me sister.
oh snow. you have such good fashion sense. you dress everything in a beautiful, sparkling white.
tomorrow we shall slip and slide all over you. we shall scream and throw you about. but, be assured that we do love you. even though we take advantage of your throw-able-ness.
my thumb is missing. how thrilling. who knew that snow did that to you?
hello bush. you look pretty.
hello brother. I am cold. you are cold. we are both smiling. wait, why are we smiling?
this girl is very good at sledging. she practically made sledging history.
oh little puppy. you looked so cute in the snow. but you were so very, very cold. so I stuck you in my jacket.
snow. oh snow. I am very smitten with you.
tomorrow shall be good. very good.
what is your favourite thing about snow? are you smitten too?
love you all.
be good, fall head-over-heels for snow, and stick a puppy in your jacket.