I’ll tell ya, I have never been more surprised upon awakening than I was this morning. I opened my eyes to Mateo’s sleepy little face nuzzled up next to my cheek. I laid there watching him for a few minutes and then as he woke, I enjoyed his sleepy, almost drunken like smile. At some point my eyes caught a wush of white flying by outside, looked out towards the windows and I tell ya, I almost fell out of bed from the shock.
Yesterday, the boys and I were out and about in long sleeved tshirts, no sweater, no feeling of being too cold, just a really nice sunny day with temps of about 47. This morning it’s a winter wonderland out there. How or when this happened, I can only imagine it snowed all night and snow it must have for there are about 5 inches of it already. Five inches where yesterday there was grass.
I ran around waking the rest of my brood just to watch their amazement at it all. Truly, this is breathtaking. I hope we always feel this wonderment at seeing it though I am sure at some point it will become very much commonplace.
I felt the need to start a new project, though I have 3 others in my knitting basket. I remembered that extra bulky yarn in my studio from my trip to the Purl SOHO. A new cowl was cast on. A cowl for me. The yarn is Cascade Magnum and I originally bought this gynormous yarn thinking I would crochet a doily rug for my bedroom but then thought of how dirty it would get from admiring little feet visiting it. I think I will make one eventually but perhaps a darker color, yes?
So, as I sit by the woodstove with peppermint tea in hand, I thank God for the seasons and for the view from my window.
