A Chinook wind blew into our neck of the woods last night and we woke up this morning to find that most of our snow is now gone. I'm sad about the snow, but I love the feeling of the warm wind on my face and the sound of it blowing through the trees. Riggs enjoyed crawling around on the dry, snow-free porch and sat there for quite some time watching Tutka and I out in the yard.
I made some cocoa from scratch to warm up with when we came inside. How do you get outside and stay positive even when the weather isn't optimal?