Then we moved to southern Ohio.
Last year was our first December in Ohio and it brought
little by way of the white stuff. Come to think of it, we had maybe a flurry or
two. At best, we had a dusting early one Saturday morning which left just
enough of the white stuff to tease my tween-aged kids (they got their love for
snow from me). They were not to be saddened by the amount or lack there-of. It
snowed and that’s all that mattered. So after the sun poked its head through
the clouds and before the lot of it melted, my kids ran outside in mittens and
jammy pants to make their first snowman of the year.
All six inches of him.
Ahh but my kids built more than a miniature snowman; they
built their first Ohioan winter memory. One that we’ll be retelling for years.
And although that early-morning storm was our only “significant” snowfall of
the year, the kids are hopeful as yet another winter season closes in.
Me? I’m grateful. Sad my days as “queen of the snow mountain”
are probably gone, but grateful for the memories, both old and new.
How about you? Are you a snow-lover or hater? Or maybe
somewhere in between?










Luv watching a good blizzard - from inside!
ReplyDelete:D. Inside and at home. Got stuck in town during the February blizzard two years ago. Not fun driving home after that. But at home...that's much better!!:D
DeleteAs I grow older I grow less fond of snow. This North Pole elf is looking forward to heading for the South Pole--at least half way there ;-)
ReplyDeleteI'm with you on the warm part. If I could combine snow and heat, I'd be outside all the time :).
ReplyDeleteI love to watch it snow! It's beautiful! But I hate being cold. Combining snow & heat sounds like a good idea... Last year in Southern Illinois, we only got a short dusting of snow. Lasted less than 12 hours. Maybe this year we might see some. Who knows?
ReplyDeleteI grew up in northern Indiana and remember many days of making snowmen, snow forts, and attempts at making igloos that never quite measured up. But I moved to Tennessee after graduation from high school and later to South Carolina. Each move meant less and less snow. So I know what you mean about missing it. When we get our rare snowfalls, I'm more likely to grab a camera than build a snowman, however. I hope to catch children enjoying their rare moments with the snow.
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