When we get snow on a Monday morning, I want to cry. I know the traffic will be bad and I will be driving forever. I also know that there is a chance of a tragic accident and for sure my car will look like crap when I arrive where I am going.
I look at snow that arrives on Saturday morning though in a very different light. As long as I don’t have a trip planned that day I will have the chance to see the beauty and the peace the snow brings.
Today was one of those days. I woke early for a dentist appointment (I know, not what most people would do with their Saturday mornings) and made my way through the fresh snow. I was the first person to ‘break’ the snow on my driveway and my road and several of the small side roads I drove to get there.
Tonight after driving the Big One to work, I meandered home, stopped the car several times, and got out to capture the beauty. Enjoy the brief trip home with me…