The End of Winter’s Spell

It’s clear that I simply tolerate winter but I’ll never be entirely fond of it.
This week we had a gorgeous snowfall that gave us a little closure to the season.

I debated on whether or not to go outside,
because the view itself was a Narnian wonder.
And staying inside was warmer.
And so very very cozy.
In the end I drank an extra cup of coffee and bundled the boys.
I left the dishes for another time.

I have lived to capture the light in his eyes for almost seven years.
The moments when he flashes his heart are getting to be more rare,
but it makes seeing it all the more rewarding.

“Every moment the patches of green grew bigger & the patches of snow grew smaller.
Every moment more and more of the trees shook off their robes of snow….
Coming suddenly round a corner into a glade of silver birch trees Edmund
saw the ground covered in all directions with little yellow flowers.”

The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis

We are close friends. ♥

ps
This illustrates what happens when you ask two brothers to take a picture together in the snow:

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