We awoke to a white world again this morning. As much as I’m longing for warm breezes heady with the scent of lilacs, the beauty of the trees covered in white “frosting” was undeniable. Em put on her bright pink snowpants and other winter accoutrements, and we had some fun in the white stuff. She greatly admired the snow face I made on a tree with my dead aim snowballs. Tonight, we are having a sledding party on the hill in the back if the snow is still there when Daddy gets home.
It’s a marshmallow world in the winter,
When the snow comes to cover the ground,
It’s the time for play, it’s a whipped cream day,
I wait for it all year round.
Those are marshmallow clouds being friendly,
In the arms of the evergreen trees,
And the sun is red like a pumpkin head,
It’s shining so your nose won’t freeze…