I'm in love.

When it snows, the world becomes a deafening quite. It is covered in a blanket of white, looking untouched, and undisturbed. It's beautiful. It's peaceful. It's calming. I'm content to sit next to the window cuddled in my favorite blanket, watching the flakes fall from the atmosphere. Or to be on a constant check to see how deep the snow is getting.  I love you snow. Please stay a little while. 

chilled.

I usually despise wind. But today, I have to fess up that I really needed it, and may have indulged myself in it.

 

To feel the cool harsh wind nip at my nose and ears until I couldn't feel the sting. 

To feel it comb through my hair, making it an exciting mess. 

To breathe in the fresh taste of it. 

To smell the bitter sweetness of a December morning. 

To have my cheeks turn bright and rosy. Giving me the look of an excited blush. 

To make me feel alive, awake, and calm. 

cheers to rosy cheeks!