As I write this, there isn't a snowflake on the ground. We had the faintest of flurries today, but they didn't sick. (Or at least last time I checked!) And these photos are actually from the blizzard we had last February - I simply forgot to post them on the old blog. So why am I posting them now?
Really, more than anything, it's a reminder.
If you've never spent any time in Michigan during the winter, well...here's what it looks like. Lots of snow. Driving is treacherous and the skies are gray as a general rule. But I'm not trying to remind myself of the misery of winter - I'm trying to remind myself of the joy.
Yes, winter can be blah. But when else can you do things like this:
So whenever I'm feeling down about winter's impending arrival, I just look at these photos. We took in the late-afternoon beauty of our little neighborhood:
And we sat on the porch of strangers:
Twirled and played in the snow 'til we couldn't feel our fingers:
And then warmed up at Brick Road Pizza with some hot tomato bisque and the best breadsticks in the world.
Maybe, just maybe winter's not so bad.