It's snowing, the first snow of this winter, and all out there, just on the other side of the window pane, is frosted and white. I stood on my balcony earlier this evening and watched, in awe, how little it takes to coat the grime of a year gone by, how easily it can be swallowed and silenced, if only for a little while. Snow makes me happy. It always has. It always will. I asked a friend of mine to send me some over from Canada just three days ago, and man, is she good, or what? It's snowing, and I think of marshmellows and hot chocolate... and perhaps a warm tiger tummy.
Whoever you are. Wherever you are. Happy Holidays to you, and have a good night.