I have an odd confession to make for a Canadian… cold weather and I are not friends. I love hot weather, and at this time of year I really miss living in warmer climates, like North Carolina. In fact, my town just shut down the park where I usually walk Small Mighty Dog, because of the icy conditions. So, dog and I have been busy staying bundled up, watching the snow looking through the window.
But, I’ve always found snow and ice romantic – especially when the sun is shining. The very first romance book I ever remember reading was Those Happy Golden Years by Laura Ingalls Wilder. I was ten. The description of Manny driving the team of horses through the snowstorm to get Laura is the first real act of romantic heroism to make me swoon. And I was reminded of it again this winter when I took the girls to see Frozen.
So, today, I’m busy jotting down all my romantic ideas for snow and ice in a folder, for the day I write my own snowy romance.
And keeping warm.
But, I’ve always found snow and ice romantic – especially when the sun is shining. The very first romance book I ever remember reading was Those Happy Golden Years by Laura Ingalls Wilder. I was ten. The description of Manny driving the team of horses through the snowstorm to get Laura is the first real act of romantic heroism to make me swoon. And I was reminded of it again this winter when I took the girls to see Frozen.
So, today, I’m busy jotting down all my romantic ideas for snow and ice in a folder, for the day I write my own snowy romance.
And keeping warm.
Girls and small dog running through the snowy park.
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