 |
| Our apartment complex sign |
Last night was pretty magical here in Our Nation's Capital. Andrew and I went to see The Artist (phenomenal, btw. I might write another post about how enchanting that movie was.) and when we walked out of the theater around midnight softly floating snowflakes filled the sky and covered the ground. After coming out of a silent black and white movie, a snow-blanketed empty Arlington fit the mood perfectly.
We were the first people out on the pet path behind the building, so Domino quickly filled up the blank snow canvas with paw prints and yellow spots.
 |
| Snow paws |
While the cold completely shuts Andrew down and reduces him to a whining, shivering mess, Domino seems to gain energy through the snow that coats her fur after she rolls in the drifts. We went for as long of a walk as we could handle, and she ran up and down Key Boulevard like it was her last day on Earth. Andrew threw some snowballs at me (it was prime packing snow) and we did a lot of sliding down the steep hill that's on the side of our building. Basically if you get a little bit of running momentum you can kind of maneuver yourself sideways and snowboard down the icy sidewalk if you're wearing treadless shoes like Chucks. I wish I had a decent video, because I'm not the best at explaining things like that. We had a good time.
This morning the snow iced over and was all nasty-colored, but at least we were awake to see it last night in its prime.
Snow is the best.
