Finally posting photos from our big snowstorm on Super Bowl weekend…
The beginning of the storm. On our way to a friends’ house to watch the game.
Loved watching the snow come down Sunday night.
The pristine newness right after a snowfall is the best. Hardly anyone was out walking around and I loved being alone with all of it.
And the kids (and Sam) enjoyed it, too.
I’m loving winter. It’s been a mild one so far, with some very cold days and a few inches of snow, but no extremes. My husband and I were just saying yesterday how we wished the Northeast blizzard were here instead of there.
The winter sunrise is gorgeous. The last few weeks the sun has been coming up around 8 o’clock and we can see it from our street. It’s so beautiful reflecting on the snow and the wet concrete. Golden, pink, orange. Soooo pretty and of course photos aren’t nearly as good as the real thing.
I love watching the snow fall. And the way everything looks before snowplows or footprints ruin its newness.
Snow and wintry skies add mystery and intrigue to buildings.
And the lake is constantly changing.
Ask me again in March, whether I’m sick of the cold yet. I do hate that I can’t run as often (sure, there are folks who do, but I don’t gear up unless it’s warmer than 29 degrees). But I’m trying hard to enjoy what’s in front of me at this moment. Right now. So often I’ve not lived in the moment with heavy regrets later on. So I embrace you, winter. All of your harshness and vulnerability. I see you. And you are beautiful.
I’ve been living in Grosse Pointe for a little over two weeks now. Here are twelve things I’ve learned so far…
1. The Starbucks in the Village makes a better dry cappuccino than any San Francisco branch. (milk foams better here, too. humidity levels?)
2. Every second car is an SUV or truck. Every 20th car is a cop car. Every 50th car is foreign.
3. An unexpected snowstorm in April is magical, revitalizing and cathartic.
4. Detroit-style pizza is going to be the death of me. (If I can’t fit into my swimsuit this summer, I blame you, Buddy’s!)
5. I can make a perfect grilled cheese on an electric stove. Sushi rice, not so much. Pork cutlets, a struggle. Stove = 2, Me = 1.
6. Nope, that’s not a cute cottage, that’s a garage.
7. Fire hydrants are red.
8. Squirrels are creepy.
9. Japanese beetles are not ladybugs (and they are all over the apartment. and also creepy).
10. A quarter will get you anywhere from 20 minutes, to and hour and 15 minutes, at a meter (and look at them!).
11. Detroit is beautiful.
12. An after-dinner family walk makes everything better.
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