Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow …

The blizzard along the eastern seaboard of the United States last week conjured up memories of my childhood inbizzard Montreal.  Snow storms were no big deal back then.  They were a constant.

Winter would not have been winter without two-and-three-foot-high snow drifts piled up against sidewalks and on front and back lawns — for a good four or five months of the year. There were times we had so much snow blocking our Continue reading

Day 105. Winter Wonderland?

Yesterday I wrote about rain. So it seems only fitting, especially as winter is just around the corner, that today I write about snow. Usually the mere thought of snow makes me think, “Yuck”. But there are moments when even I can appreciate its beauty.

Like the first snowfall of the season. Before cars have driven through it, and left their tracks. Before people and dogs have walked through it, leaving theirs. When it’s still pristine. Untouched. Unmarked. Pure white.

Glistening in the sunlight, just as if what we were really looking at, were scoops and scoops

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