The First Snow
What is it that's so magical about the first snow?
It's always the same feeling...
you wake up to a world covered in white.
It wasn't that way when I went to sleep.
I look out the window...
and somethin' inside me just says...
I always dig that first snow.
Walking outside with my camera...
I liked how it felt underneath my bare feet.
Winter is here.
I suppose it's time to get rid of the fall pumpkin that's been composting on my front steps.
It always becomes a symbol of the 'wheel of life' like that.
A symbol of mortality.
And my laziness.
Today it was time to go and get ourselves the 'winter tree.'
I hope you're enchanted by the magic of the white stuff...
and you're passin' around the love to everyone in your crazy family...
and lovin' the weekend like you never loved a weekend before.