Winter is my favorite season, and I have to confess that I've been a bit sad lately to see our three-ft. deep snow pack diminish to closer to one foot. My heart is not quite ready to say goodbye to the quiet, peaceful, pristinely beautiful days of winter. So I was thrilled to awaken this morning to see huge, fluffy flakes drifting down.
I usually stay home on snowy days, but today Colette and Max were snowboarding, so out we went into the white New England countryside. Some scenes along the way:
All told, eight more inches coated our world. Lovely!