It's beauty, it's white, it's, clean, it's soft, it's wet and cold...SNOW! There's a heavy silence in the air as each magical crystal lands upon the earth, layer upon layer, creating another wonderland to play in.
The first snow is magical, it always brings forth my childhood...fighting with my sisters, over who gets to wear the red rubber boots. I always got the ugly black ones, with the clunky metal buckles, that were way to big so I'd have to wear 3 pairs of socks. Which was totally useless after jumping in the biggest snow drift I could find, because I came out of the drift but my boots didn't.
We'd spend hours rearranging the snow in the yard with half built snowmen, and angels lined up in 5 different sizes. Our laughter bounced off the insulation of the snow when we threw the first snowball, and our screams boomed when we got hit in the face and felt the icey cold freeze slide down our necks.
I know many of you recevied your first seasons snow. You either love it or curse it, but the first snow is magic! It brings back the child. The child who never forgets to play.
Sadly we haven't received our first snow, so I'll share a photo of last seasons first snow!
Enjoy! Laugh! Play!