Winter quickly is becoming my second favorite season. While Christmas brings the ending to my all-time favorite summer, winter marks the onset of a love I cannot name.
It helps to have the snow.
I could talk about the weather for days if you wanted,
like the time when the hail took our little world by storm.
We called them ice marbles.
Don’t mind me, boys.
I’m just content to watch you play.
Basking in the sunlight of childhood.