As I sit here writing this, I find I need another blanket. I'm cold. And I'm happy about it! It FINALLY feels like winter. According to my phone, it's 32 outside. Definitely cold. Like it should be. I'm tired of this no winter thing. It's not right. This isn't Florida. Let's have some snow please. Teachers and students would like a day or three off! Thanks. I really do enjoy winter, though. Often times I feel more artsy in winter, like there's something about the crisp air that brings out the creative side of me. Maybe it's that I was born at the end of October in Colorado... Maybe it's just how I am. To me, there's nothing better than being curled up with a mug of hot cocoa, a fuzzy warm blanket, and a good book (with the blinds open so I can watch the gently falling snow). I'd really love to get outside with my camera and take some great winter photos, but so far we haven't really had a winter to photograph. That silly little groundhog saw his shadow so we're supposed to have six more weeks of winter. Well, I'm waiting.
Thought of the day: "Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius." ~Pietro Aretino