We enjoyed watching the snow fall yesterday. Other than our trip last week, Sophie hasn't really seen much of the white stuff. It's pretty unusual for Baltimore, really, that we see so little. I shouldn't complain, but as a confirmed winter lover, (probably because I was born in February, did I mention my birthday is just around the corner?) I love snow. I love the way it makes everything look so clean and beautiful. With the exception of those years when we have gotten a lot, like the blizzard of '96 when I got snowed into my apartment for three days. By myself. I ran out of cigarettes and Coke on day two. It got ugly after that. These days, though, I am far more prepared. No more smoking (I know quitting was the best thing I ever did, but I do miss it. Sigh.) and my motherly instincts (such as they are) would never let our supplies or other necessities get so low that a couple of days will cripple us. So when a front comes through, we can just enjoy it.
And we did.
Because no snow post would be complete without it, this is for Lula, who has been feeling poorly the last few days: