We awoke to Narnia this morning. A thick, heavy snow fell over night and blanketed everything in white. Everything's quiet. Not even one bird chirping.
Dramatic thunder and lightening accompanied the snowfall. The girls awoke hoping to hear the magic words... snow day. Instead, off they went to school.
While Rosie and I washed the slipcovers, and admired our new blue and white lamp. Is there anything better than freshly bleached slipcovers? I. Don't. Think. So.
Looking forward to the official first day of Spring, in just three short weeks.
We can do it.