walk out to winter
Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there.
Chill will wake you, high and dry
You'll wonder why.
Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there.
Chance is buried just below the blinding snow.
You burn in the breadline and ribbons and all
So walk to winter
We woke up to a lovely blanket of snow outside. Grace's school was delayed for an hour and a half, but the girls hardly slept in. When that alarm rings, you feel like you want to sleep for another hour, but all you really want is another 20 minutes or so. They were so excited to see the snow, they threw on coats and mittens and ran outside to make snow angels.
The girls were amazed that the snow was falling in the street! Last year we had hardly any snow (just enough to make a mini-snowman) and they were disappointed. This is their first real snowfall since moving from California.
I made pancakes and eggs and thoroughly enjoyed the late start. When we were homeschooling both of the girls, one of David's friends told me I should put them in school just so they can enjoy Foggy Days off of school. I thought that made no sense, but today I got what he meant a little. If Grace hated school and a Snow Day was some sort of respite then I think it would just make me sad (although, really, if she hated school I wouldn't have her go to school). But, it was fun to have a little break.
The snow is still softly falling down.
