I’m lying in bed right now. The only light in the room comes from the glow of my iPhone. The windy is whistling outside as snow beats against the windows. I’m bunkered down for a long winter nap.
We spent another great weekend at the cabin with my parents. We got up early and headed back to town today so J.W. could go on his annual snowmobile trip with his friends. Early rises on Sunday’s are not how we roll, and the drive back seemed longer than ever. We were cold and tired, but we made the best of it by stopping and taking some pictures of the ice along the shoreline. We’ve been admiring the way it has pushed towards shore and piled up. I’m over winter but I’ve got to admit that there’s something beautiful about it.