The days have moved past the holidays and on to winter weather and better news for our health.
And then last week…SNOW!
Snow doesn’t come often where I live. So, when the weathercasters began predicting snow, everything became more alive and exciting. Two days till Snow Day. One day till Snow Day.
The morning of Snow Day—nothing.
So, not the first time the weathercasters get the weather wrong. Things change quite quickly. However, one kink in the forecast said the snow would fall south of where I live-which was interesting. I’m sure there was a good explanation about warmer air and cooler air colliding.
The weathercaster also said, “by noon.” And by golly, before noon, I took the recyclables to the large recycling can, and what did I see? A snowflake. One snowflake.
But that was all I needed—one flake.
And then they came in a nice steady fall. I had a hard time taking my gaze from the view outside my window because the snow fell so beautifully. All seemed quiet, serene, joyous, and pretty.
Unfortunately, nothing stuck around. Typical.
South of my area of town, lots of snow fell. Happy people were able to sled, build snowmen, and have snowball fights. My little granddaughter lifted her arms to the sky and twirled, kicked, and ran about.
For a while, all was glorious.
Isn’t it nice that a simple thing like falling snow can blanket our heart?
More good stuff will be happening February 22-the release of my third romantic comedy mystery:
Word by Word 
I love snow days too, as long as I have a full larder, all my electronics charged, and nowhere I have to go. 😀
We don’t get snow often, but when we do it messes up travel. We live in the land of many hills, and our streets are set up for rain, not snow 😀
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Hi, Kathryn: yup, lots of food, plenty of electricity, warm clothes–I’m good for a snow day. I really enjoy just watching it fall. Hugs!
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Reblogged this on Vicki Batman – sassy writer of funny fiction.
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I grew up in the Dakotas, where it took a blizzard to cancel school. I walked to school many times in huge snowstorms. When I became an adult, I moved to northern California and became a teacher. It rarely snows where we live, but I get quite the laugh how school got canceled by the one inch of snow on the ground when it did.
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Hey, Pete Springer: That is exactly what happens here if snow sticks. LOL. It can be rather exciting when that happens. And I’m all for a day off.
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Hey, Vicki. I love your graphic. Super cute. I saw a few, a very few snow flakes fall, but they didn’t stick on anything and then it was over. All three grandkids got to build tiny snow men. The snow of several weeks ago (that also missed us!) gave one family a great opportunity to build snow people. They live a bit farther south and west. I’m all for a snow day, but like you, I just love to watch those big ol’ fluffy flakes drift from the sky. So peaceful. I’ve shared. 🙂
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Hi, Marsha! We know in our neck of the woods when flakes fall, it is a very special event. I don’t get tired of watching because it’s so rare. Like absorbing all, body and soul. Hugs, vb
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PS. Congrats on the new book release. Sounds entertaining.
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Thank you, Marsha. More life adventures with Hattie forthcoming. 🙂
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