I notice it before you do.
I point you towards the glass door so that you can see it too.
Your eyes grow wider, your lips form a huge smile.
Though I'm not fond of it, seeing your joy in discovering it melts my heart.
You let out a rambunctious cheer, "Woohoo!"
And so it begins.
The ground is soon covered in a thin layer of white.
You dream about building snowmen and having snowball fights.
I dream about snuggling down with a blanket and cup of coffee.
Winter has arrived.
Linking to Heather of the EO's Just Write.