Woke up early this morning to the smaller of my two cats wet and cold burrowing underneath the covers of the bed. Getting up to grab a towel and dry her off, I noticed wet pawprints leading to the kitty door. As my gaze drifted upwards and out the window I was greeted with the view of the courtyard dusted in snow.
Winter had returned, but at that exact moment the city here looked so peaceful I didn't mind at all.
