It’s a snow day today. Things familiar look very different. As if all of nature is saying
… take a breath.
And so we rest. My husband’s home. My kids are asleep. The morning is slow.
Hot cinnamon tea. And french toast. And rest.
Later, there will be snow fights. Sledding down Murchison hill. And I bet even a snowman or two.
But for now, there’s quiet and rest.
I think that’s my favorite thing about a snow day.
What’s your favorite thing to do about a snow day?