|Some of my flickr favorites of snow.|
I have been in snow a handful of times. I've driven in it once...maybe twice. I am intrigued by it.
Someday I want to live where it snows.
Not a lot. Just enough to cover everything in a blanket of white.
It seems like a good excuse to cuddle up inside and sit by a fire...reading or creating or watching romantic comedies.
I suppose that means I would need a wood stove when I live where it snows.
That would be nice, too. A tea kettle on top...maybe a loaf of bread cooking in the oven door. It sounds romantic, doesn't it?
Yeah, I think so, too.