I would be happy just to hold the hands I love
On this winter's night with you...

~*~

It has been a perfect day. We woke this morning to a blizzard, a thick blanket of snow being tossed about by the whims of the wind, turning into ghost riders racing across the fields and road, making it impossible to see. It took us half an hour to go two miles down our street, and we decided that with the snow half way up our tires and the rampant scariness that it just wasn't worth it...Jenn called in, and I was able to work from home...an impromptu snowday. :)

Jenn made oatmeal and tea for breakfast, sitting close to me, reading her book all day, or puttering around, sorting old Samhain decorations, and changing our Yule CDs as they kept ending. Before we knew it, we were standing at the back sliding door, watching the warm sky of sinking sun and dancing snow, wrapped in each other's arms, listening to Sarah McLachlan speak about love and loss and light...feeling the immense gratitude for all of this goodness layering about us as soft as the new fallen snow. We were surrounded by our sleepy furbabies, cozy and snug in our little cottage in the country, content to watch this snow fall and fall, curling and twirling from a sky laden with possibilities.

...A perfect day.


by seawallrunner