Winter

I love the seasons. I love that they change. I love that here (rather than my constantly hot and sunny first home state), the seasons are actually distinguishable!

Everything is beautiful in a different way in the winter. I love the contrast of the snow on the branches, the fat cardinals that bicker over the bird feeder, and the icicles that line the roof. That woodpile never looked like such a valuable asset than when it is wearing snow. I love the crunch and the cold on your face, and the glimpses of solitary flakes that really are so intricate up close.

Logan’s first winter- March 2017. They played and explored and Luke pretended he was showing Logan the ropes, but really..one of these dogs were completely made for winter, and the other was definitely not!