snow: pure love.

it's a transitional season, it's true -- but is it really spring? technically not, I guess. so I welcome the snow and the wintery feeling it brings. I'll miss you, false spring. but come on, we need to build up that snow pack!

I *heart* snow in branches.
I also *heart* snow on mountains.

waiting for spring

it seems these days that I'm antsy for warmer weather.

I dream of riding my cruiser bike to liberty park (and to the grocery store and to the fabric store down the road a ways).

having picnics.

slacklining.

I want to feel the warmth of the sun on my face.

today was a spring sort of day. peter and I threw the disc around our front yard (aka 'the park' aka hawthorne elementary) as the sun sank lower into the evening sky. it was warm and the mountains looked beautiful with the fresh snow.

I love spring in salt lake city.

my valentine

i've been hit

and i am in love.

I *heart* crafting

I don't believe in ground hogs.

it's ground hog's day, once again. . .

the day a little rodent tells us our future:

will it be six more weeks of winter?

or six more weeks until spring?

IT'S A SCAM!!!