I started wishing for snow right after Thanksgiving. We haven't made it to the mountains and I am not sure if we will this winter. Now that the daffodils and crocus are pushing up I am so ready for spring and rainbows.
But this guy came home with me yesterday.
Before teaching, I dropped Lydia off early so I could sit in a cozy room with 6 other ladies and needlefelt.
I wish wish wish I had taken my camera because every snowman turned out so unique (one was French with a beret and curly moustache, and another was a yeti from Star Wars with blood dripping from his mouth).
