NaSmaStoMo Day 7

Appreciated the beautiful landscape of snow much more as it wasn't making roads unpassable and traffic crazy.  Some days it's the smallest things that make me feel triumphant.

NaSmaStoMo Day 5

The front tire on my car needed air.  Panic ensues as I turn into the stereotypical girly-girl who knows nothing and how can I do this.  Success was mine.  And I didn't need any help.  Sometimes it's the simple things that make me feel like I'm king of the world.

NaSmaStoMo Day 3

The wind whipped around her, hair going in every direction, and her feet made a slush-stomp-slush-stomp sound from the melted snow-turned-dirty-puddles.  As the cold chilled through her coat lining, she thought about how lucky she was to have not just shelter, but a home.

NaSmaStoMo Day 2

"We need to get together more often," she said as we left our favorite hangout.  It had changed so much since we were last there, but like all great things in life, places may change, but relationships can just pick right up where they last left off.

NaSmaStoMo Day 1

The orange and blue flames dance before my eyes, the heat flushes my skin, adding to the warmth of my cat sleeping against my feet.  Contentment.