I've mentioned this before, but I'm something of a weather wuss. I grew up in suburban Maryland which means that once upon a time, I had to deal with actual seasons, including the winter staples of cold temps, snow, and ice. But now? No thanks. Still, I'll happily appreciate the very (very) small signs of winter that we have here, like frosted blades of grass:
My disdain for cold weather aside, I'm always impressed with the intricacy of frost, and with how it seems to cast a sense of peace across the earth it blankets.
Or at least, that's how I see it. So though I didn't love that it was 30 degrees when I drove the short people to school this morning, I did love that sense of tranquility.
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