Sweet-smelling candle burning in the corner.
Computer softly singing calm music to my room.
Warm fuzzy socks with grippies on the bottom to keep me from slipping.
Glasses continually needing to be pushed up to their proper position.
The pond still, powerless to the weather's ice cold grip.
Wind whistling with every blow behind the music.
Little specks of white whizzing past my window.
This is winter.
I love the start of a new season. This is when there's the most beautiful weather that showcases the best of it. I find that almost all Kodak moments of the season are found at the beginning. When it gets further, the beauty has faded. Leaves have disintegrated, snow is no longer white. At the beginning, I appreciate the season the most. For the rest of the season, I'm just bitter and wishing for a change of scenery and weather.
The start of winter is my favorite time of the year. There's something about the jolly atmosphere and being able to wear mittens that make me happy. Snow is always a plus too. The first real snowfall of the year marks the day that it is finally socially acceptable to wear Uggs without getting looks of disapproval/disgust since there is snow on the ground to justify wearing the hated-by-some/loved-by-some boots (although I've been shamelessly wearing mine since the end of September). The only downfall of the winter and the snow is that I hate driving in snow. The accident prone conditions make me nervous to drive during this time of year. But this is a small price to pay for a winter wonderland!
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