It’s a cold winter. The frost is already six to eight feet deep in the ground and it’s only February. I hope the water lines don’t freeze. I’d hate to have to melt snow for water. But the weather promises to be warmer than it has been so far, so that’s hopeful.
The funny thing is, I still love winter. It’s still my favorite season. Don’t know why, it just is. Maybe because winter provides hot cocoa and fireplace occasions. In fact, I think I have some cocoa in the cupboard. Think I’ll make some and watch the snowflakes drift past the window, turning the outside world clean and white once more.