There is something magical about a snow day. It’s as if the world stops for a moment and you have the most precious gift of all, time. There’s no place you have to be, nothing you have to do, nothing that really has to be done because… it’s snowing.
Every time I drive into Seattle, I’m always taken aback by how little I recognize my hometown. We decided we would #RevisitSeattle and see how much it’s changed. Today’s Adventure was the Volunteer Park Conservatory.