white.

I really cannot help myself. When there is any hint of snow i instantly revert to a 7 year old who is eager for sledding and no school. for snowsuits and big boots and hot chocolate in cold hands. there is just something so whimsical about the whole experience of snow. everything so blanketed with white. crisp. new. i have a new hat with ear flaps. this is only making things worse. hee hee. love snow. LOVE IT.