It snowed all day Saturday and it was still snowing all through Sunday and right up till this morning. We peeked outside and we’re laughing. Pure white snow, even thicker and whiter than the day before, coating everything in sight. Prettiest thing ever.
It was 30 degrees outside but we didn’t care. We piled on the layers and headed out again. It was snowing heavily. I love the sight of the snowflakes coming down and the feel of it on my face. #prettyawesome
Our feet sank deep into the snow and we left even deeper footprints. There must’ve been at least a few inches of snow. If there’s one thing about snow, it’s that it has so much more character than rain. Rain is, well, just rain but snow, now that’s something else, it has a whole different personality.
Everything was covered in a thick sheet of white. No kids on this playground and no one else around. Just us. People must think we’re crazy, trudging back and forth in the freezing cold, throwing snow at each other, building another snowman (a bigger one this time, the girls are getting pretty good at it) and taking pictures like it’s going out of style.
I can’t get enough of seeing how beautiful the snow looks on the trees, the branches, the leaves. It’s stuff we see in the movies and yet it’s all real. It’s all right here in front of me. I can touch it, feel it and I’m a part of it. Pretty awesome. It makes me happy inside.