Is there anything happier than snowfall on a sunny day? Snowflakes shimmer in the sunlight and the world feels overwhelmingly clean and fresh. The only trouble is deciding whether to walk through the white landscape or watch the snowflakes fall from the warmth of the couch (preferably while bundled in blankets and sipping cider).
Today, a little bit of problem solving let me have the best of both worlds: I spent the morning walking the lakes with Kinzie, and then we bundled up to observe the snow from inside the apartment.
To be honest, walking in the morning and bundling in the afternoon is becoming a bit of a pattern for me. I’m eager to enjoy the last walkable days of the season, and a steady stream of inspiring novels keeps me pinned to the couch (with the phone on silent.)
I rate my afternoon books by my ability to make plans while reading the novel. The rating system works like this: if I’m too absorbed by the story to meet you for dinner, 5 stars, and if I forget to read for a week, 2 stars.
All that said, I didn’t answer calls or go out to dinner while reading The Rosie Project:
I met all sorts of friends for brunch and shopping while I worked my way through Orange is the New Black:
I feigned sickness to finish Tell the Wolves I’m Home as quickly as possible: