The Real Cold is Coming…

Oh my goodness! It is cold this morning, 39 degrees!!! Brrrr! I’m not ready for cold. Granted, I don’t think I am ever ready for cold.

I remember when I was a kid being so excited about each season as it arrived and truly showed it self. Sure, that approach of Fall meant going back to school, and I never really looked forward to that, other than the social aspect of it. After the first month of school had passed and I was settled in to the routine, the colors of the leaves would distract me with awe and the nip of the chill in the air just meant that it wasn’t too far off until all of the snow games could/would begin: snow ball fights, building snow men, making snow angels, snow forts and tunnels built into the huge piles of snow at the edge of the yard that the snow plows had created.

I had always found the snow to be magical. The almost surreal hush that fresh snow creates in the mornings, the mystical feeling created by falling snow in the night, lit only by the lights cast from windows of the houses nearby or, better yet, by the moon. I used to love to watch the snow fall and the excitement it brought with it.

These days, and I know it has everything to do with my life situation, living situation, the snow, when we get it, is just a sign that it is going to be cold, really cold, and it is going to be dangerous to get around. We get snow so seldom, no one really knows how to drive in it. I remember my friend posting on a social network the last time we had snow ( i think) “4-wheel drive does not mean 4-wheel stop, people!” Oh well. Another trip around the sun, right?


About dragonflygypsyusa

Over-thinker with way too much availability to the internet to research whatever might come to mind, amateur photographer, dog enthusiast, learning every day, working on finding my undamaged self.
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