December 7, 2013
We awoke to a scenic winter wonderland. Snow! Overnight snow fell softly and gently covering the area with a velvety blanket of white. It is unusual here in the foothills of California to get so much snow.
All was quiet at 8 AM when Andrew and I bundled up, strapped on snowshoes and headed down the frosty road.
We shuffled through the powdery virgin snow feeling jolly, so I began to belt out a chorus of “Jingle Bells”. My horrified son would not join in and begged me to stop.
When we returned home from our first-ever snowshoe trek up and down the neighborhood backroads, we let our two rambunctious dogs out to play.
They pranced through the snow topped yard chasing frozen snowballs that we threw to them.
We built a snowman in front of the house.
Once the snowman was finished, Pepper jumped on it trying to eat its carrot nose, knocking it to the ground. We reassembled the jersey-clad football fan as shimmering snowflakes fell from the sky.
Snow! How blessed we were to have received plenty of it!