Snow

I sometimes look around on a day like today and wonder, "Where could all this have possible come from?!" The snow is deep, heavy, and still falling... I cannot help but feel that summer is too far in the past, or in the future, to either remember or look forward to it. There is something inherently depressing about looking out into an endless abyss of white when you are unable to go out to ski (pregnant), snowmobile (don't own one), skate (nothing is cleaned off), and / or even drive safely. It is on days like these that I question the decision that we made to move back here from North Carolina, as opposed to staying or moving even further south. I question... but all that answers me is snow.

Desperately seeking Spring,

MWM Turns 30