Snow came for a brief visit this morning. The unexpected luxury of kids sleeping in, led to a quick outing around some of my favorite local haunts. Despite the small amounts of snow, warm temperatures made it feel heavy draping our little world beautifully. There is a feeling that you’re the only one on earth when breaking through newly fallen snow cover. It’s solitary and the world feels pristine. You could be in 1712 or 2012; timeless when the earth is tethered by a snowy grip. Then in the distance modern day beckons as I hear plows signaling that it’s time to go home and get the kids on the bus. A morning captured in snowy perfection feels like a good day lay ahead.