A lot of us are waking up into a deep freeze this morning, perhaps gazing softly out over a blanket of newly fallen snow. Winter is my least favorite season, yet with the first big snowfall, I find myself back in my 7 year old self, delighting in the wonder of this overnight miracle. Everything stands still for a moment (or at least in Virginia, it does). And that is what I love so very much about January. The pause. READ MORE