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A Snow Day in Street

Submitted by Bethany on Fri, 02/01/2019 - 10:00

Snow is magical. I always wait, rather impatiently, for the first snowfall of the year. When winter comes without snow, I find it depressing. The trees are bare, the grass is brown, and the world looks lifeless and gray. But when the snow starts to fall? Well, that's when it seems those big, white, fuzzy flakes can cover up the sins of the world. With a fresh blanket of snow, the world seems new again - quiet, peaceful, beautiful - magical. I love snow. 

Since we've been in the UK for the winter, I haven't seen any real snow yet. There was a teensy tiny bit when we were in Scotland for a few days, but not enough to satisfy my snow-loving heart. These last few days, everyone back home in the Midwest has been dealing with a polar vortex - complete with ridiculously freezing temperatures and plenty of snow. 

I have to admit, I've been a bit jealous. 

Yes, I know all the hardships that come with snow - dangerous road and temperatures, shoveling driveways and sidewalks, and of course the heartbreak of anyone who doesn't have a place to stay cozy and warm. But most good things come with a bit of bad, too, so I choose to look at the positive side of snow. 

So you can imagine my excitement when we got a little bit of snow here in Street last night! 

And then imagine my excitement, even more, when I woke up this morning to discover the snow had kept coming! 

I realize it's nothing compared to back home. But for this Midwestern girl living in the UK, it's just what the doctor ordered. As soon as the pets were taken care of this morning I insisted to Joel that we bundle up and go play outside. I don't actually have super appropriate snow clothes here - the best I could do was my travel jacket, a hat, gloves, and my snow-themed leggings my mom gave me. 

I was delighted to discover that what was coming down is perfect packing snow, making snowmen and snowballs super easy. Which means, of course, that that is exactly what I did. 

Joel doesn't have any gloves so he couldn't really join me in the making things from snow fun, though he put in a good two-minute effort with his bare hands. It's been a looooong time since I last made a snowman, so here was my best effort today. 

I realize it's not the most impressive snowman in the world, but he makes me smile. And to me - that's what snow days are all about - smiles! After completing my masterpiece we went for a walk around the neighborhood. We saw far more people outside than we usually do, including parents pulling little ones on sleds down the sidewalk, a family building a much bigger snowman than mine in the park, and an energetic pup whose owners said she had never seen snow before. I love how snow helps connect people as well - we chatted with people as we passed, and learned that it doesn't snow like this here very often - perhaps once a year or so. 

As I write this now in the afternoon, the snow is already starting to melt. My snowman is nearly gone, and the streets of Street are completely clear once again. The beauty was fleeting, but I will carry the memory of this magical morning with me forever. 

I hope that wherever you are right now, whatever weather you are experiencing, you find some joy today. 

XOXO, Bethany