It’s been nearly twenty months since we moved here. In all this time, I’ve complained repeatedly about how I still miss my home, Boston. More so in winters than in summers because one of the primary motivations for me to move here was the promise of warm southern weather. But all the winter months that I’ve been here so far I’ve not really enjoyed. For it has been cold, temperatures dropping down below freezing, without one of the main things that adds grandeur to winter surrounding – pristine white snow. Snowfall brings calmness to mind in ways nothing else can. For me, its radiance is what makes the chilly temperatures bearable. Boston winters are phenomenal for this reason and not having that here, in spite of having to live though the cold, disappointed me big time.
Today, though, things changed. It snowed. Not the dusty layer of white on the lawn that melts before one can blink, but inches upon inches of thick cover that masked everything underneath. It was incredible to look out the window and watch the snow fall all afternoon. And then the walk on that four or five inch accumulation in the evening added more thrill to the already wonderful day.
One of my dear fellow bloggers requested I post some pictures every now and then to go with the posts. So, this is for you Arch… some snaps from our evening stroll, all taken by K.
P.S: We are going to watch Frozen now. I’ve heard great things about the movie, so I’m super eager and excited…