There’s something about snow that seems so magical. It covers the earth in this silent and glistening blanket. Although I am not a huge fan of cold weather, I do love a good snowfall. The kind you wake up to and it seems to make the earth quieter. It’s one thing I miss about living in the mountains.
Recently, my little corner of the earth received a hefty dose of beautiful snow and I told my husband we were going outside to play in it later. He may have been reluctant at first (he’s from California where the sun is always shining) but once we were in it with the pups, his hesitation melted away. We grabbed our camera and released the hounds (our two dogs) and had a merry time photographing this rare occurrence of this weather in March and where we live.
Below are the photos. As you can see, we wore our fancy plaid 🙂
Black are my steps on silver sod; Thick blows my frosty breath abroad; And tree and house, and hill and lake, Are frosted like a wedding-cake. ~ Robert louis Stevenson