The beauty of the landscape is covered by a comforting blanket of the white fluffy stuff.
What a sight to behold. I am filled with the same gleefulness I felt as a child waking up to my world being covered up ever so softly by the wonderment of snow. It falls still with no hint of stopping.
Levittown, Pennsylvania. There was a very long and very tall street that was the place to be to have the best rides during any snowfall. We had a few snowstorms in Pennsylvania as you may well imagine but as many times as we had them, the thrill never left me. You could find me on that hill with my sled all day long into the night. I begrudgingly went home being the very last child on the hill. I pulled my little sled behind me thinking and hoping that the snow would still be there in the morning.
When I had children of my own and snow would fall in Georgia I was thankful that they would feel that same happiness and excitement from a snowfall. It wasn’t often but we made the best of any snow that graced our neighborhood.
Snowsuits, boots, hats, gloves and off we would go! The backyard was hilly so I recall the first snow play was in the backyard. Brandy barking at the snow and us. I never wanted to go back inside. Laughs, giggles and red noses. So much fun. Hot chocolate and a pile of wet clothes by the front door!
A few years made me more comfortable with sledding down our steep driveway. I would hurry everyone along as we never knew how long the snow and ice would last in Georgia. The ride was fun and fast and if we made a sharp left turn well enough we got a bonus of a longer ride down the side lawn to an abrupt halt.
When our children no longer woke up in our ‘forever’ home, I found myself pulling the sled out one winter and taking my turn at the ride down the driveway. Not as much fun without my children to be sure but giggles and laughs and the red nose was still there.
Looking out our window at the lake with almost the blinding brightness of the snow I think just how peaceful life can be. How pure life looks. We can slow down and think of nothing but the beauty that surrounds us. I am grateful for this respite. The gleefulness and the anticipation of playing in the snow wells up from within and I’m on it! Just because I am older doesn’t mean I can’t have fun in that white stuff. No hills here but snow angels will be made.
Hopefully, I can find something to wear on my feet!
‘Slow down, you move too fast You got to make the morning last Just kicking down the cobblestones Looking for fun and feeling groovy Ba da da da da da da, feeling groovy!…. Life I love you, all is groovy!’
Simon & Garfunkel – ‘The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin Groovy)’