“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, ‘Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again’. ”
– Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass
I shared this quote the other day on Instagram and I believe it to be entirely true of what happened here at our home in Nashville. We’ve been covered in a white quilt; kissed by the snow… and my heart has exploded all over again.
Andy and I were up watching the snow fall at six am Friday morning. The weather predictions were that it would arrive later that day, so I was surprised to see that it had begun and was already accumulating. I stood at the window, watching; I didn’t want to do anything but stand and gaze. As the kids slowly woke, and one by one trickled into the dining room, we discussed the days plans and the necessity to cut school short and go outside and play!
The snow came down the entire day until the dark hours when we watched it fall in the street lights, as the moon filled the sky. Saturday morning, with flurries still swirling around, we drank coffee, sitting in our illuminated living room. The brightness of the snow had filled our home with more light than ever, almost blinding, but so, SO beautiful. These days felt like a fairytale, as though they weren’t real… like time had stopped and we were living in a magical white wonderland.
Snow really does do something to you; something unique and deep, digging into your soul, if you let it. The child-like freedom; the spontaneity of stopping whatever you’re doing to run and slide down a hill; the way it makes you want to scream on the top of your lungs just how much fun you are having (which I most definitely did)… it is freeing, and it is worth every second of time that it stops.
I’m breathing it all in… and so extremely happy.
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