I have this bad habit of talking about how much I love Winter …in December. Usually before it’s even actually Winter proper. Which is really just Fall + Christmas, and who doesn’t love that?
Today, however, as it is mid-January and there is the tiniest bit of snow on the ground and I am wearing particularly warm layers as well as a hat (even inside), I feel it is true and not wishful thinking when I say that I do like Winter. I enjoy a chance of snow. I enjoy dark grey skies and shiny streets. I enjoy boots and hats. I enjoy tulips and pussy willow. (I hope you do, too.)
[thanks to my husband for being a last-minute flower stand]
Have a great week and enjoy Winter!