Who doesn’t love the feeling of waking up in the morning, looking outside the window and finding the world swaddled in white?

It’s always a surprise, even with all the Extreme Weather warnings the night before. Having grown up in Russia – and having spent my early childhood in Siberia – I am at home in this weather. The whiteness covers the dead leaves and the mud. I look at the untouched softness around me, and I see a brand new world. As though everything was created just this morning, and we did not have a chance to screw it up yet, not with a single footprint.

I love snow, for the same reason I love mornings, New Year’s and revisions. The beauty of newness. Another chance to get it right 🙂 Speaking of revisions, back to work I go!

Happy Snow Day!!!