I have always been a winter fan. Winter for me means: cold, a lot of snow and more snow. It’s something about that moment when it snows… I can sense a kind of silence that embraces the whole place, and watching the snowflakes feels so calming – my heart fills up with happiness whenever it snows. I’ve been waiting for some decent amount of snow since February 2006. When it started snowing a bit at the beginning of this week, I was all excited. And yesterday evening, it seemed like more snow was on the way.

My hopes were high yesterday evening

This morning we woke up in a winter fairytale. It takes a while for the eyes to get accustomed to the whiteness outside but hey, it feels so good! I only wish Slovenes wouldn’t be *that* obsessed with shoveling away the snow… I know people who get up at night if it snows, and go outside with their shovels to remove every new inch of snow layer! That’s pretty ill-minded, folks.

Me wants more!

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