“With luck, it might even snow for us.”
Haruki Murakami, After Dark
Let it be said I am not a Winter person, yet every year come December
I find myself yearning for snow covered roofs and cold blue skies.
Daydreaming of snow ball fights, and downhill luge rides.
Let me be clear about something though,
I only like fresh fallen snow.
Is it so wrong? 😉