I looked up from some frustrating and annoying emails on my computer screen and there it was: SNOW!! Finally. Our first of the season. And it’s beautiful, too: big, thick, fluffy flakes. It’s sticking a little, and the weather people say we’ll have about an inch by the end of the day. Not much, but better than no snow at all.
I love snow. I actually love winter. I’ve had to become wary of snowy weather since my knee was damaged years ago. If (or, sadly, when) I fall, it’s never a good thing. I’m out of commission for at least a few days, walking with a cane afterwards. No fun. I brought my cane with me today just in case. But all of that can’t do anything to change the fact that I love, love, LOVE the snow! When I was a kid in upstate New York, we always had so much snow, already on the ground before Thanksgiving most years. I still remember one storm that left us with snow taller than Fox (ok, she was only three, but she was a tall three!).
I have to be on a conference call in an hour … but maybe I can sneak out and catch some flakes on my tongue before then!
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