Browsing the archives for the Marveling category
I love the snow. I wish we had more of it this winter. Maybe I just miss Idaho winters. No, not the drab pollution of Boise’s endless always-winter-but-never-sunny winters, but the gorgeous, magical mountain snows on alpine firs. Or maybe I really am the White Witch.
I’m in love with the snow. I probably wouldn’t enjoy it so much if I had to brave the commute, but since I don’t have to (and actually can’t) drive anywhere, and instead get to curl up by the fire with a cup of coffee and watch the snow fall outside, I’m enjoying it immensely. [...]
I have a bit of an obsession with the ocean, and my latest trip, despite being windy, rainy and cold was well worth it. Next time, though, I’m not wearing jeans. Wet and sandy are adjectives I’m happy to apply to the beach, but less-pleased when describing myself.