In my post last week, I talked about my favorite poem. In the poem it speaks about one of my favorite weather conditions; snow. I love snow.
Unfortunately right now in Indy we have no snow. Rain and more rain in the forecast, but no snow. I'm starting to miss the white stuff so badly that now I'm tempted to either go digging out my childhood snow cone machine, throwing the ice cubes in it and making the stuff myself.
Granted, we haven't experienced very cold days; which makes my pocketbook extremely happy, but I was planning on getting cozy with my hubby on a horse drawn sleigh.