Happiness is...
The perfect frost.
One of the most commonly dreaded things in the wee hours of the winter mornings is waking up and pulling the covers down from your ears. Roll your heavy legs off the side of the bed and lift off! You can be as bleary eyed as you like for now, because soon you will step out to the perfect frost.
That's right. It's the kind of frost that leaves a few lingering clouds at ground level, so you can't quite see the other side of the world yet.
It's the kind of frost that has left your car iced over, in a delightful manner. You can take out your windshield scraper and watch it flake away in even strips, as if you were peeling a fresh, juicy apple.
It's the kind of frost that leaves beautiful little crystals on the trees. No, not enough to make you shiver, but enough to leave you in awe of the magic around you when you look around the neighborhood. The frost on the branches lights up your morning, if nothing else.
Yes, it's a wonderful kind of frost. And it's one more beautiful sign of spring. That's right, in case you haven't heard enough, I'll tell you one more time how excited I am that spring is arriving.
Goodbye ice, hello frost.
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