have you ever smelled snow? it literally smells cold and frozen, fresh and pure. if you are from the mountains, you know what i am talking about. i love the smell of snow. and of course, i love how it looks. so fluffy. so white. so christmas-y. snow definitely gets me in the christmas spirit. well that and a warm fire, hot cider and the smell of pine. and mom’s sugar cookies and other deliciously decadent treats. i have already begun the annual routine of eating way too many chocolaty delights. i can’t help myself. today whist mom was making her legendary frosting, i perched my chin on her shoulder and awaited the moment when i got to lick the spatula. the time had come, when suddenly she attacked me with the frosting cover utensil. we ducked in out for a while and of course, ended up with frosting all over us and of course doubled over in laughter. this is a quintessential Shipley holiday moment. as they say, tis the season to be jolly and that i am. snow and cookies? what more do i need?