nineteen.

We've had a strange winter. Usually we're buried in snow by now. We've barely gotten more than a dusting. Our old neighborhood has gotten a good amount. Lake effect. We didn't move far, but being nestled in the hills on the other side of the city, the lake effect doesn't hit us.
The weather was warm this weekend. Near 50 one day. So, it was yet another weekend we were unable to try skiing.
This morning though, back to school and work, there was a light dusting again.
I love how the snow looks resting on trees and grasses. When the snow is still new, and pristine.
The stillness was nice this morning. The crunch of my boots on the snow. No neighbors snow blowing, no cars speeding past. I really love it here.

I've been messing around with editing some pictures. Nothing fancy, I don't have photoshop or any other photo editing software. Just the basic fixes and effects in Picasa.