I, personally, love waking up to a frosted world. So many of the senses come alive…
I hear the stillness that makes way for the sound of the snow falling. I hear trees swaying and creaking in the gentle breeze. I hear leaves rustling.
Hiking a snowy trail is an amazing workout. Seeing my fur baby galavanting along happily.
Stepping on the snow and knowing by its crunch that it’s the prefect consistency for making a snowman.
The snow covers the surroundings like a blanket and it quiets the world. For those of us lucky enough to feel and listen it calms.