It’s not very often that we get a good snowstorm on Christmas Day, so awaking to three or four inches of accumulation and flakes falling down fast was thrilling—especially for me, knowing that it’s not long until I return to the Sunshine State and don’t see any more snow for the rest of the winter. Trudging through unbroken expanses in pursuit of pictures, catching snowflakes on my tongue and eyelashes, watching my brothers build two huge snowmen, loping my horse over the snowy gravel roads—I don’t want to forget anything about my short winter in Washington this year.
I am so blessed to have grown up in a beautiful place like this.
<3 these are so beautiful. And I am so happy it snowed. White Christmas' are just that much better.
ReplyDeleteThat snowman is awesome. :)
Becca