It is minus 20 Celsius here with the windchill.
That's damn cold no matter how you translate it.

And I am on day 2 of a migraine... so I'm thinking back to warmer and sunnier times.
Even though technically I am hiding from all light.

But, I still remember how amazing it feels to roll down a hill of fresh mowed grass and feel the sun hitting your face, the soft summer wind in your hair, and the smell of sweet clover.

Although, my girls do it in the snow too.

I think I'm gonna roll on back to bed.

Happy Wednesday.