I used to love when, on a cold dark night, it began to snow. I watched it with my nose against my second-story window. It was a safe feeling, knowing how cold it was on the other side of the glass and being snug inside. Sometimes, from downstairs in the kitchen, Pop would flip the switch and turn the flood lights on. The light illumined each snowflake as it fell against the blackness. I love this memory.
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4 comments:
Hi Becky, hope you have started the year well. Love your snow, I want some. No signs of it here.
Thanks of stopping by. I am well and looking forward to a year full of photos. :)
The photo is lovely, and I like snow, too, as long as I don't have to drive in it!
Found you on Maria Morgan's blog, with the interview of your Mom. She is one wonderful lady!
Hi Becky! Thoroughly enjoyed reading your profile. Thanks so much for stopping by Life Lessons and commenting! What a privilege it was to interview your Mom. And it's clear to see that you are proud of her! Mother/daughter relationships are so special. Have a beautiful week!
Hi Becky -
I also love watching snow fall - as long as I don't have to go out in it, shovel it, or drive in it. :)
Blessings,
Susan
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