I must’ve hit my head at some point during the past year. When I saw the fresh snow on the ground and the flakes still falling from the sky I was pretty much giddy with excitement! How crazy is that? Most past years I would’ve crumbled and found an excuse to hit back under the covers.
Outside of one vehicle (our normal early morning driving dude) we had virgin snow to run on. The dogs were both playing in the snow and bounding around. I enjoyed the sensation of sinking into the inches of snow with each footfall. Everything looked so peaceful and bright, even at 5am. There was also that little extra bit of quiet as the snow soaked up the extra sound. Long story short, it was awesome!
I’m thankful I found myself in the right attitude this morning.