Finally a snow storm, I’ve been wishing for one while here in the north. There is food and wine inside and I kinda wish it snows so much during the night that it’ll be hard to open the door tomorrow.
I went for maybe a 30 min walk and I look like a snowman at the end of it. There must be a little masochist living inside me who likes it when the snowy winds whip me.
I didn’t even put on proper winter pants, just a pair of leggings so that my chicken legs looked hella funny poking between a huge winter parka and pair of felt boots.
There is something so special about enduring the cold that you know could kill you quite fast if you are not warmly dressed. The cold is also a great excuse to spend all evening cozying up inside.