Our First Winter

We are nearing the end of our first winter here in the Northland, or so we are told. Even though we are from Georgia, spending the last five years in Missouri somewhat prepared us for cold and snow. But I will say that we have never been in a place where one of the first snowfalls of the season doesn’t melt until spring. We have learned to drive in the snow, especially on the hilly roads. And we have learned when not to go out because of the amount of snow. We got excited every time it snowed. We admired the beauty of the snow every time it fell. From my seat on our living room couch I have a view of a hill of massive rocks. I loved to watch them cover up slowly with each snowfall. It was interesting to see parts of Lake Superior freeze over.





We loved to wear our new snow boots.


Disclaimer: we did not build this snowman, just took a picture as we were driving around one day. It had to be at least 10 ft tall.

I would even say that we acclimated to the arctic temps. We consider it warm when the high reaches the 30s! For the most part, we loved our first winter in the Northland.

However, it is the end of March and we are longing for spring and all that comes with it – no snow, warmer weather, flowers, etc. We have seen glimpses of spring and with that comes hope. The snow is beginning to melt and we can see grass for the first time since November. There came a point where I looked out the window to see how quickly I could see the hill of rocks again. The days are getting longer and we are seeing more sunshine. In addition, we have hope because we survived our first winter, quite well I might add!