Missing Winter

Here is a little tidbit about me. Most people look forward to summer. Not me! Winter is my favorite season and when the warm weather starts to come, as is happening this early in Chicago this year, I feel a little sad. The cool quiet of winter will soon be over.


One of my all time favorite things to do is be the first person to leave footprints in a field after a snowfall. If there is one last snow before the season is over, take a minute to look closely at the snow at night. It sparkles as if someone sprinkled glitter all over, so clean and crystal and prettier than diamonds. Take a walk in the snow and leave a trail of your own footprints behind.

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