Snow is a great example. As a kid, snow was freedom from school, a sculpting medium, a sledding surface, a new landscape to explore…

As an adult, it mostly means tangled commutes and manual labor.

Granted, a gentle snowstorm can be pretty nice when you don’t have work the next day, but it doesn’t have the same magic it did.

My bones heart

Your mother in law is a real one. Hopefully this answers some questions!

This post is a thing of beauty

There are two types of people in the world: People who pick their nose, and liars.

Seriously though, slowly pulling out one of those boogers that tickles your brain is a unique joy.