We woke up this morning to a wonderland. The kids are beside themselves, and I wish you could hear it... the soft patter of flakes, the squeak of shoes on snow, the squeals of the four-year-old across the street.
It's especially beautiful because it happens so seldom here in Birmingham. Life is like that, you know? It's the rare-ness that gives a thing it's value.
Now, gotta go listen some more. And make some snow cream.
"A rare experience of a moment at daybreak, when something in nature seems to reveal all consciousness, cannot be explained at noon. Yet it is part of the day's unity."
- Charles Ives
So beautiful, I know the feeling. I live in the desert where snowing is rare, but we had some snow here in December. I had never seen it snow before. I know it sounds silly but, I could not help but become a little emotional. There was so much beauty to take in, I felt as though my heart would burst. My Husband and my Two little boys filled with laughter throwing snow balls at each other, such a priceless moment.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you are enjoying it. I heard you had snow coming, and I thought of you, and I automatically assumed that you would see the beauty in it. I love being right!
ReplyDeleteWe are on the brink of spring here, too, and while there is lots of grumbling about the snow today, I am relishing the wintery coda. It will be a long time before December, and you know, I will miss the magic the snow brings to our yard...
Oh it was beautiful wasn't it!? I was driving back from ATlanta and was almost snowed in as I crossed through there!
ReplyDeletesnow days arent as fun when you have an 18 month old - what to do after 30 min of snow time????
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