Last night I told Scotty that I really hoped we’d wake up to snow. Early this morning, I woke up and I just knew it had snowed. Everything was quiet – except for some crazy bird that wouldn’t stop singing – and it was that hushed, still, heavy quiet that only comes with snow. I hopped out of bed, peeked out the curtain and sure enough there was the snow! Well, our flat was freezing and it was still dark out so I turned on the heat and returned to my nice warm bed. When I got up a couple of hours later the snow had accumulated and it was gorgeous. A friend recently said on her FB account that she “loves waking up to freshly fallen snow” and I couldn’t agree more. Something about snow in the morning promises a quiet day, lots of cosiness, hot chocolate, and maybe a frigid but beautiful walk later. And it’s also a great opportunity to have a nice slow breakfast with big cups of hot coffee. So that’s just what we did…cooked a big breakfast and had a nice quiet morning in. I also enjoyed reading a beautiful Christmas meditation written by a friend – if you’re on FB, you may be able to read it here. Once the snow had slowed down a bit, we went to check it out.
After walking around for a couple of hours, we were thoroughly chilled and in need of some warmth. Where better to go this time of year than the Dome? It’s so spectacularly Christmas-y!