wishing for forever
Friday, January 13, 2012
The flakes fell in small clumps, so delicate and precise you could see each one's unique shape. Remembering how amazed I was when I discovered every snowflake was different at about six years old always makes me smile. And as the snow continued to fall, I experienced it from inside the car doors. I love the magical feeling of watching snow drift from the sky; covering the earth. It's as if nothing could ever be more beautiful.
As the car wheels traveled down the highway in destination of the hospital (grandpa's doing much better -- just needs rest), I find my eyes wandering toward the window. Iowan landscapes greet my peeking gaze. White blankets cover hills and rooftops. Colors standout against the snowy background. And it's finally winter.
With a day so full of smiles and laughter, sometimes I find myself wishing it could last forever.
have you gotten snow?