tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597960799710405190.post7438423485129149638..comments2023-04-07T08:03:51.450-04:00Comments on Dr. Schnookleheimer: season of changeMelissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13465963486818570787noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597960799710405190.post-75162523479914967262011-02-02T08:14:04.829-05:002011-02-02T08:14:04.829-05:00I used to love snow as a kid. We had a big hill b...I used to love snow as a kid. We had a big hill behind our house and we would sled for hours. As an adult I find myself liking it less because now I'm the adult who has to shovel it and deal with the kids who have no interest sledding on a snow day. However, I was driving just the other day after a snow storm and it took my breath away when I realized how beautiful it looks clinging to the trees.<br /><br />My blog has moved to:<br />http://thepaintedhousestudio.blogspot.comJanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01569351612820181636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597960799710405190.post-68463649001922725172011-01-21T09:13:12.574-05:002011-01-21T09:13:12.574-05:00such a beautiful photo.
you know, I used to hate ...such a beautiful photo.<br /><br />you know, I used to hate winter. I think the 'dead-ness' of it brought light to areas of 'dead-ness' in me that was hard to deal with. And also, I, like many people, had a hard time wiht change. It's only in the last few years that I can appreciate the season and it's meanings. And as a southern girl that's not used to cold, I'm also learning to just bundle up and get out in it! ;-)Brandi Reynoldshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05676340757693182786noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7597960799710405190.post-8826070328546242402011-01-08T17:45:46.370-05:002011-01-08T17:45:46.370-05:00hmmmmm enigmatichmmmmm enigmaticbumbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12720255312123134756noreply@blogger.com