I’ve never been a fan of winter. Not a skier, snowmobiler, ice skater or aficionado of ice fishing. But I’ve lived in Michigan by choice my whole life. I love our change of seasons but not the cold or slippery roads.
In an effort to think positive, I’ve decided to make a list of things I like about this season:
That first fluffy snow, big flakes that sparkle like glitter as they fall. If it arrives on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, that’s a bonus.
Watching the snow fall while sitting in front of a roaring fire with Spence, candles lit and a great bottle of wine with nowhere else we have to be.
Dressing in layers, warm cashmere sweaters, soft scarves and boots or fuzzy slippers.
Snuggling under down quilts with Spence, Tipper and Biscotti, safe and warm.
Seeing cardinals and blue birds at the bird feeder, that “pop” of color against the bleak landscape.
All day cooking marathons filling the house with aromas of casseroles, pot roasts, baking, soups and crockpot meals.
Spending time reading, writing, listening to music, watching movies and playing cards or dominoes with Spence during a blizzard.
The way trees look after an ice storm when the sun comes out, like a fairyland made of spun glass.
The certainty that spring will be here soon.
