dancing in the snow (as opposed to singing in the rain)

-More and more snow. I loved the look of melting snow and ice on my window with a blue sky shining through, walking through the park with snow crunching beneath my feet and seeing everything blanketed in snow.

-Feeling inspired to play my guitar and playing some old camp favorites and texting Karen in the States to say that I was thinking of her. She texted back that she was playing some songs for a retreat and was thinking of me too.

-Dancing as back-up dancers at the youth karaoke night with Jo and laughing deep, joyful, belly laughs.