It's time for that annual change in season. Time for that day when you look outside and you see a tiny flake flutter down from the sky and gently land on the undisturbed, green grass. And you get that twinge of excitement and anticipation.
So you dress, weather-appropriate, and go outside to experience the falling flakes. You giggle when they land on your nose and eye-lashes and try to catch them in your hands.
Eventually, the ground is full of the substance. Before you get in your car, you have to clean your windshield. You have to sweep it from your walk way. The streets must be cleared as well.
Perhaps it can be a nuissance, but it's just so lovely that you stand back to admire it.
What can you do, but surrender to the season change? Because before you know it, it will change again.
Comments
Oh...never mind. All the "snow" from you would wither under my type of snow:(
:)) Love your captures- especially of snowflake doggie:)
Kim, seems like there's a season change all too often. Thanks for reading.
Hilary, that's so nice of you to say. Thank you! :)
Dawn, I think it'll make it up there eventually. I hope so anyway!!! :)
Also enjoyed your recent posts (I too have not seen any of the Lord of the Rings movies - but I DID read the books - a long time ago).