Just saw a news item. This January has officially been the coldest in the USA in a century. I thought it was cold, but I still like winter. I like the white of it, the snow piled in sculpted waves everywhere and hanging on tree branches. But to be completely honest, one of the things I like most about it is the fact that I don’t have to go out into that cold, white world. I curl up in my warm house and look outside and think to myself that it’s awesome and beautiful. then I pull a quilt a little closer around my shoulders and take a little snooze. Life in the winter is wonderful.
