Last night, D and I were talking about his days living in Michigan. He was describing the weather there in detail, and just how much it snows. He hates winter, so he always says he hates Michigan too.
(We went to visit Michigan once in July, and ended up sitting outside for dinner, next to a space heater!! I loved the weather up there because I hate summer. I hate being hot).
But my point is that while snow is a common occurrence up north, in STL it’s still somewhat rare for us to get big snow storms like this, and that makes snow feel delightful and magical to me. I’m grateful for that. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Let it snow!! ❄️❤️❄️❤️