I absolutely love snow. For the last 6 years I've lived in a place where there is snow (or the possibility of it) from October to May or June. Most people who live here get to a point where they start dreading the onset of another winter, but not me. I love it. I don't even mind shoveling snow or driving in it. It feels like I'm living in the middle of God's artist palette; I'm constantly awed and amazed.
5 months ago we moved back to the L.A. area, where we lived before removing ourselves to Tahoe. It was a necessary move, since my hunny was down there for work nearly every week. God has blessed us tremendously by allowing us to keep our home here in Tahoe, where I've been enjoying a lovely snowy respite for nearly a month. In 4 days we'll be returning to the land of sunshine, so I've been preparing myself to say goodbye to the snow.
This is the snowy creation of my 8 year-old daughter Melinda: