Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Glitter on the highway...
Not so fast, cowboy!!
The other night the snow was falling as I drove home from work. The temperature was below 15°F. The flakes were small, but not pellet like. Going the speed limit on I-57 wasn't optional. There was no rush to get home because the headlights shining on the freshly fallen snow was magical. Wet, big flakes don't have the same sparkle quality of the colder snow. If you live in a region where it snows you will understand.
For once in my life it seemed as if the roads were paved with glitter just for me.
Shut up. I said don't laugh.
When you're a woman like me, you have to find moments that make you feel exquisitely special. Those moments often have to be created in the mind. If only it could have been captured in a photo.
The snow causes the world to hush. I loathe the cold, but snow brings with it something so ... comforting.
At last my path was lined with glitter. I took it as a sign from the universe that this new year will be spark-tacular!
OK, you're right. That was corny. I'm corny.
The road is paved in glitter and leads right to my door.