Today I woke up to a pleasant beginning of March surprise, snow! Granted I had to drive up a giant hill to find it. There is something about the combination of giant trees, fog, and heavy, wet, wet, wet snow that gets me every time. I can't get enough of it. I start to have a longing of my own little house in the mountains, along with some goats and a little garden (which of course would still be hiding in the ground at this time). I like to be unrealistic with the hope of it being real... someday. 


  1. Wait a minute! A little house in the mountains?! Where is your big city??

  2. What beautiful, quiet, and haunting scenes! Pure winter loveliness~


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