That's it! She is here this morning, on waking ...
course, the storm last night foreshadowed, but this was not the first storm ... So far, small hail and snowflakes melting in the hours after ... However, attendance of birds, all day yesterday, their ceaseless round trips to the crib, we had cautioned: would it be for tomorrow?
The unusual glow in the room this morning, a vague recollection of having heard the passage of the snowplow without having connected to anything concrete in a dreamless sleep, we rushed to the window: it's white!
What joy, the first snow, she brings us back to memories of childhood winters! Everyone will tell you, the winters were much colder, more snow white. But the joy that vibrates deep inside you, it is the same ... Gone are
to fetch the newspaper in pajamas and bring to his computer to read newspapers and blogs. The snow is here! Hot shoes, gloves and snow shovel - not to mention the camera: the program is mapped out ...
The air is crisp, but clear, it makes you want to fill with the lungs, despite the cold that grips the nose and ears! The sky reveals beaches blue duvet. The garden is new, attractive: snow, conceals imperfections, it emphasizes the lines and gives coherence to the clutter of bare bushes ... A few spots of color, still ...
Well, the cat has happened before or after the postman?
And the birds are still busier than yesterday: they seem more colorful in all white ...
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