I love fresh snow. There’s something so magical about it. We haven’t had much snow this winter (see all the plants poking through it?), and without it the landscape tends to look a little dreary. Everything is so bright and white now. We’ll probably get a metre more this month, but I am charmed for the time being. So even though I’m stranded on the farm at least until tomorrow, I don’t mind. It’s extra pretty here today. My parents are in Cuba for a week so I’m messing up their house. Muahaha.