No, that's not me. I don't know who it is but I took a picture of him and other surfers out braving the whipping cold sea this morning. I love to watch them. I was on my way to a friend's house to help her with some packing and there were so many surfers at Jenness Beach that I had to stop and watch. Today was just gorgeous. Sunny, snappy bright, and very cold. Toasty car seat, gloves, hat, scarf, boots, all to make things cozy-comfy as I was out and about. Do you know that I love winter? Winter is a season with its own set of rules and activities and I know it requires a higher heating bill and even snow plow bills, and occasionally I slip and fall or almost fall, but besides those prickles, I enjoy the life style shift it brings as well as sweaters, snow boots, lively, noisy, colorful bird feeders, indoor projects and wood fire. And it's only in winter that we can see the ocean from our upstairs windows because our neighbor's trees are bereft of "leafiness". I don't endure winter; I partake of it. I only complain about it if it goes way beyond the commencement of my spring fever, if I or a loved one has a scary driving experience on treacherous roads (certainly not for lack of plows/plowers in this part of the country - we are so fortunate!), or I tire of winter clothes. And then I'll apologize. It is so beautiful. (Well, okay, unless the snow is really dirty, like late, tired winter). New England, I adore you, but your weather whiners raise my hackles.
On another note, Dan and I have been getting together with a fabulous local family learning about our church and with our ward missionaries each week for dinner and a lesson and the missionaries asked us to share this and a picture on social media. So here we all are last night. Good stuff!
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