Oh the snow, I love the snow. White, fluffy, and beautifully coating each and every object that sits outside my front door. We have nearly six inches now. Everything is officially wintery. And winter is my comfort zone time. I feel more comfortable in the frigid arctic air than I do anywhere else in the world. I could win a month long trip to Hawaii and my heart wouldn't have the courage to fly away from my tundra home. I am so dearly happy now that it's white outside once again. Seven months of pure bliss ahead of me. Blizzards and snowflakes and frozen river roads. What more could a girl with an Eskimo heart ask for? What more would she want to ask for?
