I woke up this morning dreading the fact I would have to trudge down the icy streets into Kingston to get my phone exchanged (long story). The radio told me (several times during my 2 hour semi-snoozing lie-in) that it was -4C, the high would be 1C and that we could expect more snow this afternoon. Oh joy!
And then I opened the front blind to find that some kind soul had shovelled the snow from my front path! Bless…a little Christmas spirit right on my front doorstep.
I also saw a wicked snowman further down the street and found myself quite enjoying the crisp air on my face and the crunchy snow underfoot. And just as I’m typing this, a squirrel has bounded along the railing and up into the tree, leaving a bit of a snow shower in his wake.
Sigh…I love Sundays!