Lovin' a Snowy Day

 I was feeling a little sad that the snow over the weekend had all melted by Monday morning. I don't mind snow and, like most folks, snow is especially welcome in December during the Christmas season.

On this gray morning, Ryan and I were both in the living room. He was working on his English and I was practicing my typing, trying to improve my word per minute stat. Then I looked up and saw a fine mist of snowflakes coming straight down. This misting soon turned into full-blown, I'm-in-a-snowglobe kind of a snow. It was the kind of snow that made me want to run outside and play.


So I did.

I found my winter boots from the back of the closet and put them on over my fuzzy red and green striped Christmas socks. Then I decided that snowflake PJ bottoms were 100% appropriate for walking in the snow and grabbed my jacket before donning red gloves, scarf and hat. Not that it was really all that cold outside, but somehow it all just felt right.

I grabbed my camera from the stove and I was off out the door.

 The cows enjoy being outside when it isn't too cold. I think that they secretly make snow angels and put their tongues out to catch the flakes when no one is looking. Don't let them fool you.

 And I walked and I may have put my tongue out to catch a few flakes and then I remembered a 7th grade science fair project on acid rain and I wasn't so sure, but then Ryan joined me and he did the same thing. I thought, "Shucks, we used to eat the snow and the kids would make snow cream like Little Bear did and they all survived."  So, go ahead, catch a few flakes!

Even John Deere green goes well with the snow. And it never hurts to have the old thing around when a snow blower is needed. Maybe not this snowfall, but you just never know!

I walked peacefully to the end of the driveway, got the mail and then back down. Hot cider with chai tea sounds just about right, don't you think?

Happy Snow Day! 

Love, Dianne