It snowed in Brussels today.
Within minutes of the first snowflakes touching the ground, Stella could be found somersaulting for joy.
Fascinated with the snowflakes, she wouldn't let me scrape the ice crystals off of the back car window, near her seat this morning.
And I don't know what you saw in your pancakes this morning, or your grilled cheese at lunch,
but this is what I found in my yard.
And out the window I spied kids trying to catch snowflakes on their tongues.
Now if she could just get another 6 inches that would stick for a few months,
she might mistake Belgium for a slice of heaven.