Winter Wonderland

Fist of all I wanted to apologize for being such a crap blogger lately. I have not been posting recently and commenting on other people’s blogs. I am oh so sorry and hopefully I can be forgiven now that I have decided to become fully committed to dear relationship with the internet and blogging world (again).

Now, most people, as the weather gets colder and the nights darker become grumpy and upset about the winter. I have a tendency to be cold, and tend to bug the ears of those around me for being this way. For which, I apologize and plan to not do as much this year. But, besides the cold that I, like everyone else, have to suffer through, LOVE winter. It has always been so nostalgic and beautiful to me. I love the snow falling down onto my face (however polluted it may be). I love bundling up in large coats, jackets, hats, scarves and all sorts of other winter clothes that no mater how cute they are make you look silly with the whole extra ten pounds of fabric around you protecting one from the cold. But most of all, I love the warm things that bring people together and closer during this cold season. Food out the oven, hot chocolate, fires in the fire place, huge blankets that can cover 10 people, all of these are things that make us warmer along with bring us closer. It’s so easy in the summer to be headed off in one direction or another to go do an assortment of outside games, activities and just about anything. In the winter, it’s a lot harder and there is less to do and it’s more frustrating to go out into the snow and cold so people stay close. I always loved when my father would build a fire and we would both sit and read our books in front of it. After a while, my dogs would come cuddle with me and my mother and sister would make there way down stairs and circle around the fire with us. We would sit like moths staring and enjoying the warmth of the fire (of course not actually diving in and dying as I assume moths would do) until the silence was broken, normally by a dog eating someone’s cookies or drooling on a book. We would sit talking and laughing and enjoying warmth. As Mary Hopkins would say “those were the days my friend. We’d thought they’d never end”. But unfortunately the eventually did end. As we became busier etc moments like that don’t happen often. But this year I can try to create another moment like that. So what about you? How do you feel about winter and is there any great moment that sticks out in your mind?