I am a sucker for Hallmark specials. I have been since I can remember. I love a sappy love story, coupled with tragedy, perhaps an orphan, and then ending happily ever after. Most of these sappy stories take place in New England it seems. And during the winter. I think that is when I fell in love with the idea of New England and especially the winters. Snowy towns in a blanket of white for months on end.
I was driving in Concord last week, through a cute little neighborhood covered in snow. The sun was shining (though that is a rarity), and the snow was shimmering. I thought to myself: I am living my Hallmark dream! I live in a winter wonderland. And we love it.
And we are getting 5-9"more inches tonight to add to the ground. Fresh snow, horray!