flurry

A light snow greeted us today. It sprinkled down from the dim clouds, dusting the dead trees and spreading itself in a thin coat over the cold ground. After many wishes that we wouldn't have another snow this winter, the flurries seemed to be taunting us, allowing the sun to peek out from behind the clouds every once in a while then going right back and falling faster.

I peered out my window, wondering how such an enchanting substance could be so unwelcome. Christmas is over, the holiday magic is gone, and the thought of snow now is just an annoyance. And yet, it is so enchanting...

xo,

hannah