oh yeah, i smell snow. it’s coming, i always know. i can smell it. i’m never wrong! it’s my favorite time of year; the whole world changes color! flakes, flurries, swirls, crystals —- whatever form it’s in, i’ll take it! we go back, snow and me, we have a beautiful history! sleigh rides, ice skating, snowball fights, i’ll even take curling! god i love curling! hot cocoa, hot toddies, best time of the year! // independent lorelai victoria gilmore, loved by zanza!