Spring in three days. I still want cold fingers and sweaters, with hot tea and a quilt, all snuggled up on a couch to watch the snow flakes fall. I'll miss the cozy, closed up feeling the snow gives when it blankets the earth.
Dawna and I went for a walk in the snow last afternoon. She's always up for an adventure, even after a long day on her feet. We walked to the top of the hill because I couldn't give a good enough excuse to drive the car. She tampers with the adventure inside me that likes to keep hidden because its safe there. She makes me unafraid to just---wander away.
Last few days of winter, friends. Did you have a good one?
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