finally
the whole world wrapped up in a cold, beautiful blanket. it’s magical. when the sun shines and there’s a thick layer of snow just waiting for someone (me) to mess it up.
making snow angels.
racing down a hill on a sled.
skating on the frozen lake.
being icy cold on the outside but warm with snow joy on the inside.
those days are the best.
Me and Frida on the tiny slope outside her house a few years ago
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I'm with you honey! :)
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