A Blanket of White
There's just something magical about waking up on some random morning in October or November and looking out your window to see that snow flew for the first time overnight, and your town or yard is now covered in a blanket of the fluffy white stuff. If you're like me, you feel like a little kid again, and remember the times when you drug your little sister through the yard on a sled, tripping and falling down the whole way, or you remember that time you wiped out on the sliding hill in the nearby town and ended up with a bloody chin. Or maybe even you remember the time you and your family built snowmen out in the front yard and you would roll up a ball that was way too big for whatever else you were working on, so you'd stop at the first ball. Winter is by no means my favorite season, especially now in the Fargo-Moorhead Area. Basically, November and December are the fun parts of it, when Christmas lights start to go up around the town and your family goes on a ...