I’m tired of the cold. It’s the ache. It’s the gloom. I burrow under mountains of blankets and I can’t seem to make my body move. I feel slow and sluggish.
We’re being hit with a major snowstorm in the Northeast. Did Mother Nature lose track of the days? Spring is just a few days away.
During the wee hours of the night, the wind whistled and the trees in our backyard swayed. We’re expected to have between 1 to 2 feet of snow; yep…feet not inches.
I get up early curious to see how it looks out. I walk to the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee, with my four legged friend in tow. Morning dim light shines in through our windows and I notice the ground is covered in snow. What a beautiful sight! This is my favorite time of the day. While everyone is sleeping, I have the solitude to contemplate and a quiet moment to think while I gaze out the window with my warm coffee mug clasped in my hands.
Quiet, stillness, clean, beautiful, soft and magical are a few of the words that come to mind.
Here’s a pic of what I see.
The flowers in the front of the house are confused. They’ve sprung from underneath the soil and looking for some way to run for cover.
Most of the businesses are closed today. When the snow builds up outside it envelops us in a warm cocoon. Great day to stay indoors with my two different cozy-colored socks on, my PJ’s and curl up with a good book and a cup of hot tea or watch a movie or just do nothing.