I love snow. Always have. I have, in my adultness, not relished driving in it, or working in it, or having to worry about my children being driven in it... But I love snow. I love the quiet it brings with it. A hush is always just around a snowy corner, and I love that! I love crunching through fresh flakes to simply stand, head tilted back, mouth open and tasting the freshness of it. It makes me feel very young again, fresh and undisturbed.
I often wonder what it would be like to live somewhere that snow is not a part of the scenery or seasons. My sister does. She lives in Louisianna and is absolutely in love with the climate there. I enjoy the difference in what constitues "cold", but I truly love snow. I would miss it, I have concluded.
As an aside, Yay! So glad the Saints got their time in the spotlight! What a great game! Usually things are such a blowout! I really enjoyed it... And knowing my Brother-in-Law was going crazy in New Orleans was just a blessing and a half! To topit all off, I got a picture of the newest Saint's cheerleader!