Snow, Most Loved

Yes, I grew up in Maine, where snow would often arrive by Thanksgiving then linger into April (not so much nowadays, hello global warming). We liked playing in the snow, skiing etc. but I had never seen snow so greatly enjoyed until I came to the city. At three PM yesterday, this was the state it was in.

Trampled flat, with bare spots even, but more loved and usefully used (skiing, sledding, building, trodding) than any other snow. The wintery joy was palpable.

Comments

[Liz]

Hah! Yes, what a contrast to so much untouched snow up here in Maine.