Winter Wonderful

The first snowfall of the season is always exciting; true, it's a signal of the cold and miserable weather to come, but it's beautifully refreshing and I love it..and the winter bliss that fell on the city this past Wednesday was just what I needed. Under the night sky it was beautiful and peaceful and wonderful. While waiting for Alex at the streetcar stop, bundled up and cozy, I stood staring at the snowflakes in the streetlights, just watching, enjoying, loving every minute of it.
After dinner we came outside to see a white blanket covering the concrete and pavement we had left behind. It was unbelievably exciting, and I remembered how much I loved this feeling, and had missed it the past year. So, we celebrated with a snowball fight at the streetcar stop, in the middle of the financial district where rowdy behaviour like this probably probably doesn’t happen everyday. We made snow angels in the park and on the road, and enjoyed a few more snowball tosses before getting home, warming up and unwinding.
This was exactly what I needed to settle my unrest, warm my heart, freeze my toes, and unleash my inner child.