Like clockwork, as soon as winter begins, Jordan and I start to feel nostalgic for the snow season. While there is always a glimmer of hope that we may be able to make it down south for the cold, the reality is it’s probably going to be a while until we are back for the snow season. Until then, I’ll keep dreaming of powdery mountains, cosy knits and the feel of that brisk cold air on my face.
