Passports and Paintbrushes

I woke up to fresh snow the other day, and it was mesmerizing. I could not pull my gaze away from the window the entire day. Then I wandered out into this winter wonderland and stumbled here and there in an amazed stupor. The only thing that broke me from my trance was the fact that I could no longer feel any of my  body parts, and decided it was perhaps best to wander back inside and warm my extremities. But, to be honest, it was so beautiful that it almost justifies loosing a leg or two. Almost.

I am from California, folks. We don’t have snow like this in LA. I know it will get old by January or February, but not today. Today it is some kind of magic.