Last night when I got out of work it was snowing. Snowing pretty hard for a quick little storm that took everyone by surprise. As I walked out to my car, the church bells were ringing, playing Christmas songs- Good King What’s His Face and The First Noel. I was the only car in the parking lot and the snow was fresh and fluffy as I brushed off my car to the Christmas bells. It was peaceful and nice and made everything seem okay and beautiful, like newly fallen snow. Sometimes I need that quiet to remember that life is good. Because it is, it’s all good.
Aw yeah it is, chica. Missed you on the x-c ski this evening. It was sublime. And you seem in just the perfect head space for all it offered. Next time. Monday is behind us. Wahoo! ps: did you take that pic? Pretty.