Sunday, November 16th: the first snow of the season here in Fayetteville. Oh, snow just does something to my heart. It makes the world a little bit more magical, it makes my spirit a little more at rest, it increases stillness in the most wonderful way.
Today, as I was driving around town, running errands to get myself ready for the week, snow was falling softly and slowly, and I couldn’t help but break out a little Frank Sinatra. Now, I have a little rule for myself to not play Christmas music until after Thanksgiving, but man was it hard. I settled for the record-cracking, smooth voice of some old Sinatra to match the cheer of the snow.
I’m about to start catching up on some editing, but I thought I’d stop in and ramble a bit before the week starts. Don’t you just love the coziness of winter? Snuggle up with a book, a blanket, and a cup of tea. Oh, and don’t forget some Sinatra!