We spent the evening at my mom and dad’s for a birthday dinner and came out to our cars to find the lightest, sweetest coating of snow on everything. This morning we awoke to the most perfect scene – beautiful snow clinging to the tree branches ever so gently, the wind perfectly calm, and an overall quiet that has settled in the neighborhood which muffles even the noisiest vehicles (we’re on a busy street so it’s much appreciated to have a bit of a break from all that noise). I’m trying to so very hard to get through Thanksgiving before I start decorating for the winter holidays but this snow is not helping one bit. I want to dig out all the glitter and shiny things and make the house merry and bright. I want to string the lights up on the porch to make the house glow so lovely-like. I want to bake sugar cookies and make hot cocoa and snuggle on the couch to watch holiday movies.
But, first, we must get through Thanksgiving.
