You And I Collide

We had our first snow of the year today. It was more of a tease really. The ground and trees and rooftops were covered with a glittered-wetness quickly, but sadly it dissipated just as fast. There was no time for the official "first snow" snow dance, or the official first scarf putting on or official first hot chocolate (with mini marshmallows of course) while standing on the front porch. A pre-thanksgiving snow is mostly unheard of here, so I apollogize Mr. & Mrs. S, fore I was caught unawares. I did manage to get some great pictures though, so that counts for something.

I'm not sure when it happend, if it ever did (it may have been there all along and only recently did I take notice), but for me, winter is magical. The snow is beautiful, peaceful. Icy roads are just a reminder to take care while out, or stay in and enjoy the season, the cold just a good excuse to break out the blue-million sweaters kept in the spare closet, right next to the Christmas tree. It's a time for candlelight and long chilly walks, warm greetings and kind words. Let's not forget homemade baked goods and Christmas ham. Don't get me wrong, I love fall for everything it is (and isn't). There's just something about winter. Good things happen in winter.

When December 1st rolls around folks, let's try not to get crabby. Let's try not to let the 50th time you hear "Let it Snow! Let is Snow!" get on our last nerve. Let's try not to be snippy and short with store employees (they're having a hard day too, I bet). Let's try not to be rude to one another (it wouldn't hurt just this once, to be nice to "that guy" you can't stand...he might be a nice person) . Let's try to not "Bah Humbug" this December. I'll even make you a list of 50 things to do in December besides worry about shopping and stress, if that'll help. Let's try to have some fun. After all, if The Grinch has a heart that can grow three sizes, anyone's can.

So remember, as Kacey Jones would say: "Never wear panties to a party, if you want to have a real good time,"...oh...hmmm

Maybe that doesn't really apply here. For most of you anyway.

So instead, I'll leave you with this:

Like Snow

She, then, like snow in a dark night,
Fell secretly. And the world waked
With dazzling of the drowsy eye,
So that some muttered 'Too much light',
And drew the curtains close.
Like snow, warmer than fingers feared,
And to soil friendly;
Holding the histories of the night
In yet unmelted tracks
-Robert Graves