Snowy days and snowy nights.
Teeny, snow-covered trees.
Roaring fires.
These are some of the things I love about where I live.
After Christmas I moved my little Charlie Brown trees outside, and set them on a barn wood table on the deck.
I was thoroughly enjoying the view … and then it snowed; light, feathery flakes, drifting slowly downward, settling on the branches and catching in the birch logs I’d propped up beside the table.
… be still my heart … it takes nothing more than a tiny branch, a tin can, and some snow to make me happy …
I store a bit of wood in a rustic old crate for use in our fireplace. It’s much more convenient than what we did last winter, which was stack it out of sight on the side of the house. It was the biggest pain ever to go out and get, which resulted in less fires.
But now … I don’t want to disturb it ;)
What do you love about where you live?
Photos processed with kk_Lilly by Kim Klassen.
