There is 500 feet of snow out there. And ice too.
You will notice the flowers on the wine glass (vs snowflakes) and the butterfly on the wine bottle.
These are the two tiny threads of hope that I'm grasping on to with both hands, white knuckles, and hanging on for dear life!
Pretty soon I'm going to turn the heat up to 80 and wander around the house in flip flops just for the sake of my sanity.
Take that, Winter.