I moved to Oregon to get away from this stuff. And for the most part I’ve succeeded. Snow is a rare occurrence, which means the Oregon natives take full advantage of the fun factor. And I can’t blame them.
It is pretty, huh? And I do love the way life slows way down. The office closes. Mauri builds a fire and cooks breakfast for me.
I have a good reason to own boots.
And Mr. Darcy will happily watch her animal friends from the warm side of the window.