This may very well be my last post ever, just because the following statement may get me killed. I looooooooooove snow. Love it. That’s one of my top favorite things about living in Montana is the random early spring snowstorms. Seeing a good, heavy coat of snow on the ground turns me into a little kid. This morning, I was a total slug. I did not want to get out of bed at all. But as soon as I peeked outside and saw what was waiting, I had a huge burst of energy. So despite the fast I overslept by 45 minutes, I still went outside in my boots and took a ton of pictures. And once the little lady was ready to go, I let her play in the snow. She was as excited as me. The whole to the car she was talking about the “sno! sno! sno!”.
So if there are any other snow-loving freaks in my audience, enjoy the goodness from my very inspiring and energizing morning.
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