The first snow makes me feel warm, cozy and fills me with happiness. As I see the first snowflake fall my immediate reaction has always been to head straight for the basement to unwrap my giant soup pot that has been hibernating for the summer season.
Today I did just that. I came in from my walk, got the giant pot, and within minutes, the end of week vegetables were bubbling on the stovetop filling the house with their amazing aroma.
I can't wait to wrap myself in a warm blanket, look out my sliding doors, and take my first bite of soup.
What is your reaction to seeing that first snowflake?