it started snowing friday afternoon. by early evening, there was a light dusting on the ground. i roasted up a bunch of root veggies because that’s my comfort food and settled under my blanket. my kinda night.
matt and i went on a beautiful yet cold run the next morning. there is something magical about running while the snow is still falling. everything is hushed. even our footfalls are muffled. the park was just gorgeous with snow cover and cloudy skies. matt’s beard was epically coated in white.
unlike most people, i didn’t go to the store before the storm hit. we basically had no food in the house. so we went to 28 springs for lunch and shared a bottle of rose, because why the hell not. it was fun and cozy. and the snow was still coming down.
sunday we watched a ton of documentaries on netflix and dreamed and schemed about going on a weekend hike in the spring. and about moving somewhere it’s always warm. i took a bubble bath with my gin and tina fey. only 30 pages into ‘bossypants’ and i already absolutely love it. and i realized this weekend that even though i hate winter so hard, i secretly get giddy inside when it snows. makes me feel like a kid. today it’s ugly and gross and i’m back to hating winter, but in the midst of the snowfall, i am peaceful and happy. and i’m in awe of the beauty of it.