While NYC hums with hurried footsteps under a blanket of white that slowly turns to grey, my town of Cranbury has its own charming pace for the winter. The lake freezes over, creating yet another playground where the kids chase pucks and etch figures into the ice with their skates. Small town magic ❄️ ✨

Goal for team "Big Brother"!

Snow lined roads are framed by white capped trees, branches heavy with fresh powder. There's a quiet in the crisp air, save for the occasional crunch of the snow underfoot.

Old Cranbury Road

There are no holiday displays on 5th Ave to gawk over here, yet in place of the glittering storefronts, serene cold welcomes you on a peaceful walk through our quiet little town.

I'd love to see some small town winter pics that some of you may all have, if you'd like to share in the comments below!