Last night it snowed and this morning we woke up in a whitish world. We just made a nice walk, it was very quiet. The sandy dunes had turned into white hills:
And the dune forest had turned magical:
There even was snow on the beach! I liked it.
It looks like there is more snow coming, it was pretty cloudy. We’ll see. For the next couple of hours I will be in my cosy bed, happily warm inside our house.
So P is back home and he took the snow with him! It is amazing, the things he can do… This morning when we went on our first little walk the world suddenly had changed. Yesterday I smelled the air and sensed something was coming, but I did not know what to expect. This morning it became clear what I had smelled.
The paths and trees and everything is covered in a thin layer of soft cool stuff that tickles between my toes. It is cold and therefore there is not much to smell – the earth holds her breath in the cold, you know. Everything is quiet. How did P manage to do this?