Nothing is better than waking up early to a huge snowfall (by Vancouver standards), on a Saturday. There’s something magical about the snow in the glow of the morning sunrise.
Straight from jammie’s & bedheads to snowsuits & toques.
The Man woke up in time to congratulate me on my sidewalk shoveling with the mini-shovel (we don’t have a proper snow shovel- just keep meaning to buy one & then winter’s over) and take the kids to the school to go have some fun sledding.
Lucky Man, if I do say so myself.
How much snow fell in your neighbourhood this Saturday? Did you get a chance to enjoy it?