Boy, am I glad I don’t have to go anywhere this weekend! Snow fell on the Rose City starting Thursday, and by the time I’m writing this, Saturday afternoon, we’re living in a winter wonderland. And in a city where nobody knows how to drive in snow, that is not really a good thing.
Max is thrilled! Snow days are always a blessing when you’re ten! He’s been outside everyday, and has had a blast. The dog is enjoying it, as well. The rest of us, well, we’re all just glad we get to stay home and enjoy the view from the window. After growing up in Colorado, I’ve seen enough snow for my entire life. But it is pretty.
I will say this: falling snow makes me wish I had someone to cuddle up with. It inspires romantic visions in me. Ah, well.