For those of you who are just getting to know me, you're likely unaware that when I announced I was moving to Chicago (or neari-sh), everyone almost died of laughter and thought I was joking. Right? Because there's no way Beth Priddy could possibly survive temperatures lower than an uncomfortable 40. BUT. Love (and I'll throw in a little adventure) drives you to do mysterious things... like pack your things, say goodbye to your family, and move 700 miles away. It's true. So here I am in lovely Oak Park, and have experienced more snow in a year in a half than I had in all my thirty years of gracing this planet. It's been pretty awesome!
Before the anticipated winter storm suddenly became a blizzard, I decided to put my adult pants on, grab my camera, and hit the town to capture the winter magic all around (you know, before it got crazy and visibility was almost zero). Enjoy these images of pillowy, white dust and be thankful you didn't have to dig your car out this morning!