I don't know how it happened but one day I started seeing the good in even the worst of weather. snow storms brought on by winter were no longer meddlesome to my plans but instead an invitation to curl up with a blanket and book and relax the day away. summer thunderstorms knocked out the power but proved to be a light show of major proportions in other ways. allowing people to step away from the electronics and play charades and games by candlelight. and that's just the beginning. I could listen to rain tapping at my window all day long in the spring -- it makes me want to take a nap. which, if you know me is huge because I could not nap to save my life. I love watching the light coming from a full moon on a clear night and seeing it light up the night and cast shadows that I thought only the daytime could manage. I swear even the stars seem brighter when it's a full moon.
from snow to rain to sunshine, winter, spring to fall, I'm starting to see the beauty of variety God created for me to revel in. I hear so many people say they wish summer weather was year round and to be honest, sitting under the sun in a hammock sounds incredible, but now I see how much I would be missing out on if I were to wish the other months away.
today confirmed that for me again. I ventured out with my husband and brother into the snowy depths of my mum's backyard. wrapped up in garbage bags to act like snow pants and pushed our way through the snow that came up to our knees and made forts and snow angels and tackled each other to the ground. if it wasn't winter, and if I possessed snow pants, there would have been no need for me to parade around in the garbage bag cutouts my brother and I hysterically taped together to keep me from getting cold. sometimes you need different types of weather to make different kind of memories and let's face it... to make it fun :)