Although you can find many things to dislike about winter, there are few things that can be as lovely as a city covered in freshly fallen snow. In fact, one of my favorite memories of living in NYC took place last winter when it snowed all day and I was one of the few people who had made it into the office. On my lonely walk home the snow was falling thick and heavy, and the whole city felt as though it was asleep. It was so quiet that I could walk down the middle of 1st Avenue all alone, making my own tracks. It was magical.
We haven’t had much snow in Boston this year, although I am sure that there is plenty to come. However, when I woke early this morning I saw that snow had already fallen for hours and would continue to do so for many more to come. It looked as though our Saturday would be a snow day, and we were excited.
Despite our desire to go play with Barley in the snow all day, we had a few things we had to get around to. First, we had to go look at apartments for a potential move that we are considering outside of the city. We love our current location in Beacon Hill, but the reality is quickly setting in that we need more space. Second, if we were going on a car ride, I made it clear that I wanted donuts. Obviously. So we stopped at Donut King in Quincy and had the honey dip and the honey dip apple-filled. The donuts were delicious and I was a very happy camper.
After donuts, it was time to get serious about the snow. We came home and got Barley suited up in her winter sweater, ready for the elements and a walk to the Boston Commons. With her tail wagging, Barley bounced and hopped, running from one snow pile to the next, only taking breaks so she could try to eat snow balls.
It’s hard to say, but I would be willing to guess that the fresh snow might be one of her favorite things about the city too. She takes after her mama, minus all of the hopping and such. She gets the hopping from her dad.