My dad sent the video below to keep me posted on the weather in Minneapolis. My mom thinks I'm a jerk, but I am hoping that the snow hangs around for the next ten days or so, because I am dying to see it and the sharp, bracing quality the winter brings to the air.
I love this video because my dad took the time to make it, an act that reaches through some of the numbness I feel after a hard few weeks, and makes me feel loved. When things are hard, I think we tend to reach for the familiar, and when there isn't anything around, it can feel isolating. I'm thankful for this glimpse of something I know, but haven't seen for a long time.
Minneapolis as a snow globe, it's kind of romantic, don't you think?