I never much liked winter. Or Christmas for that matter. My cockles did start to warm to the idea of both once we moved into the house we live in now. Can you blame me?
The view definately makes me appreciate the snow more. I don't even mind shoveling it. There is something about the snow that even energizes Sasha. While we were shoveling she ran herself ragged in the yard. When she got tired, she would sniff the snow and sometimes take a bite or two.
The snow and the cold inspired me to make up a pot of soup for supper tonight. Tater and ham. Yummy! Nothing beats sitting in a warm house, laptop and blanket on my lap, working while admiring the view with the smell of tonight's dinner filling the air.
I hear we should enjoy the snow while it lasts. In typical Columbus fashion it will be 50 degrees next week!