I ventured out without long johns or gloves - but it wasn't too cold. Students were trudging through the snow to catch a bus home, shop-workers were shoveling snow in front of their stalls, and cars were spinning their tires trying to make it up the hill.
I wasn't frantic though. To me, this was a taste of peace and quiet...a time to regroup and take in all the sights and smells and just simply enjoy the outdoors. I smiled and breathed deep. Isn't this lady beautiful? I buy all my fruit from her. She gives me pretty good deals when I bargain.
These are my feet. Just to prove that I was really there. And here is another one that everyone seems to be laughing about. I don't see why this is all that funny. I was so happy to be outside in the whiteness.
A dear friend of mine handmade this cowl for weather such as this! It kept me toasty and dry and very well-loved.
XingFu Lu (our road) covered in snow.
Thankful for white snow, crunching powder, swirly flakes, pink nose, seeing my warm breath, knowing my neighbors, a faithful & humble husband, talented friends, woolen cowls, icicles, shovels, fruit ladies, a full heart, and three little chickadees excited to see momma even after a 30 minute walk.