Give me a Snow Day and you guys get a post!
It is absolutely breathtaking outside.
Jason & I woke up this morning and it was completely white outside with snow still falling.
It was magical.
I had to drive around the neighborhood and take a few pictures.
These were all taken on the golf course pathway
We braved the snow and got coffee and breakfast this morning--we were already up and dressed for work so, why not?
While we were out I had to stop by the church and snap a picture--tell me our church wasn't made for snow days--it's so dreamy!
For the remainder of the day, I will be watching TV, enjoying our Christmas decor, and drinking warm beverages!
Oh! I almost forgot to tell y'all--
We started our snow day with a BIRD flying INTO the house at 6:00 this morning
I opened the door to walk out and watch the snow falling and SWOOSH—in flies the bird.
Was I any help to Jason? Nope. Not a single bit. I just hid, ducked, and let out a little scream every time it flew near “my side”. I am not a fan of birds anywhere close to me.
I am happy to report that after a solid 5 minutes of the little thing flying in circles, perching on our fan, Christmas tree, and light fixtures, it finally found the wide open door and flew out.
I will NEVER, ever open that glass door again without looking for hidden little birdies first.
Jason & I woke up this morning and it was completely white outside with snow still falling.
It was magical.
I had to drive around the neighborhood and take a few pictures.
These were all taken on the golf course pathway
We braved the snow and got coffee and breakfast this morning--we were already up and dressed for work so, why not?
While we were out I had to stop by the church and snap a picture--tell me our church wasn't made for snow days--it's so dreamy!
For the remainder of the day, I will be watching TV, enjoying our Christmas decor, and drinking warm beverages!
We started our snow day with a BIRD flying INTO the house at 6:00 this morning
I opened the door to walk out and watch the snow falling and SWOOSH—in flies the bird.
Was I any help to Jason? Nope. Not a single bit. I just hid, ducked, and let out a little scream every time it flew near “my side”. I am not a fan of birds anywhere close to me.
I am happy to report that after a solid 5 minutes of the little thing flying in circles, perching on our fan, Christmas tree, and light fixtures, it finally found the wide open door and flew out.
I will NEVER, ever open that glass door again without looking for hidden little birdies first.
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