snow. again. horizontal and big flakes.
this morning was spent at the barn, much longer than i needed to be there, but since when do you need to explain lingering in a place that is simply beautiful. the snow sticking wetly to each branch and on the horses' manes and tails while they snort the snow out of the way in the water trough.
work this evening. it's the kind of night when all you want to do is stay home, burrowing in to snugly tucked blankets and kittens. hot cocoa with schnapps or perhaps a hot toddy in hand. and yet it will be hoppin at work, everyone not wanting to venture far too far from home and yet the call of a glass of good beer and food you don't have to cook for yourself is inviting, especially when you can walk there through the snow.
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