…so it’s been cooler here in florida - cooler than hot. i’m a wimp when it comes to cold weather, but as the holidays approach, i begin to long for something that i don’t have: cold weather, snow, having to scrape the ice off of your windshield in the morning, searching for warm socks, coming in to a roaring fire, mittens, scarves, knit caps, seeing your breath in front of you as you breath…

i’ve lived in other climates, so i know how these things feel. i also know their draw-backs - like how the snow never quite looks the same after it’s been on the ground for days, like how it’s such a chore just to get dressed to go…anywhere - and getting a baby/small child ready…a nightmare! i know the realities.

but realities don’t really play a part in my dreams.

in my december dreams:

• it always smells like apples and cinnamon
• the snow looks clean and new no matter how many cars drive on it
• you always have enough wool socks to keep warm
• everyone listens to christmas music…all the time - but it never gets old
• everyone is smiling and at peace
• the fire is always perfect - and no one has to go out in the cold to get more wood…
• the air is crisp and invigorating
• snow ball fights, snowmen, snow angels…snow.

it’s nice to dream.

they say this week will be in the eighties…but cloudy, so it will feel cooler.

but in my heart, it’s just beginning to snow…

peace.