We had our first measureable snow fall today. I love the first snow fall of the season. I love the way the snow sticks to the trees and plants, covering them in a protective blanket, embracing nature in the wrap of winter.
There is something peaceful about the first snow fall. It is as if winter calls us to draw inward, to reflect on the past year and to plan for the new year.
It also means my skis start to get restless as they await their chance to hit fresh snow and cruise down the slopes. Yea!
