Sunday morning it hadn’t stopped, and 48 hours later we had record snowfall. Monday was the first snow day in 35 years. Although school being cancelled doesn’t really effect us, it still felt like an extra holiday. We’ve enjoyed hunkering down and getting in some extra snuggle time.
Last night T went out to unbury my car for me, and he came in and insisted we go on a “snow walk”. He told me that one of his favorite sounds is that hush that comes over the world after a snowfall. I’d be ok with this snow-globe feeling sticking around for a while.