Having three nor’easters in two weeks with a possible fourth on the way, my thoughts went to former times and my poem about snowmen. As the snow blows and drifts today, I am reminded of growing up in Massachusetts and building snowmen. We spent hours outdoors in the snow and crisp air. Enjoy the memories today.
Every winter there was magic in the winter air when we had a big snowfall in Sturbridge, Massachusetts where our father built our house on Cedar Street. We children loved all the land and hills on our property where we frequently enjoyed sledding. At the end of Cedar Street was the Old Sturbridge Village where we often went on field trips with our school classes. We loved the horseshoe nail rings the blacksmith made for each of us as we squealed with delight. Bundled in our snowsuits like sausages in casings, with hats, mittens and boots, we ran outdoors for several hours of making snowmen. We discovered it was easier to roll them downhill and soon we continued making an entire village of 25 snowmen. We played imaginary games with names for the snowmen, snowwomen, and children and had hours of delight. When our mother called us in as…
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Dr. Mary Ann Niemczura 
We won’t have any more snowman weather this season, but next time I want to build a snowman. I’m sure I could get neighbor Logan to help me. I was never good at it as a child and don’t know why I think I’ll be better now, but I want to try!
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Then come to Upstate New York and practice. We have plenty of snow to practice building snowmen.
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Sounds tempting!
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We still have plenty this morning too. Sang with Pops chorus and our symphony called Symphoria last night. Lively Irish music and lots of fun.
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Bet you sounded grand.
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Thanks, Anne. I woke up in the middle of the night for I had been singing in my sleep. It is difficult to unwind after rehearsals and performances, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. And it was awesome. Have a good week. 🙂
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I can’t imagine singing in your sleep! You really were into it!!
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Singing and learning the music is akin to learning a foreign language. When it is in your subconscious, you are actually thinking in the language which is good. I would, however, like to turn off the music passages running through my brain during sleep. Sigh. And this too will pass once I fill my head with new music;. Thank you for the comment.
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I get earworms all the time, often phrases from the liturgy at church. I wish I’d pick something more exciting.
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Hahaha. When my husband and I refer to the week’s menu at church with hymn numbers, we both start singing them aloud or to ourselves without looking them up. I suppose that indicates how much we have done them.
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Well, that would have been fine for John, but it would be beyond me. I cannot remember numbers. I can dredge up one page number from one cookbook — p. 142 for Brownies. That’s it.
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No, not numbers. When we see the title, we immediately know the hymn. It’s ok. You bake from scratch? Impressed. Betty C. Fudge Brownies to which I add mini marshmallows (one handful) and choc chips – also one handful. Haven’t made them in years and when I did the added ingredients were for two boxes. When I brought them to work, they disappeared and people from other floors heard we had food and they too magically appeared. Hahaha.
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Like me, my mother was a miser. [My Mother was a Miser would make a good book title, wouldn’t it?] We never had cake mixes in the house. I bake Brownies from scratch, and I also add chocolate chips. I never thought of marshmallows!!! Thanks for that tip! If you here a stampede, you’ll know where folks are headed.
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Such a sense of humor you have, Anne. Mini marshmallows. And sometimes, I would put chocolate chips on top when they came out of the oven and would melt quickly so I could spread the frosting on top. Have to go now. I hear the stampede outside. 🙂
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Ha! Ha!
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Enjoy the week! I know you will. 🙂
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Our week was off to a good start. We both took it easy, just doing normal things. That’s retirement living!
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I highly recommend retirement. It is good for the spirit and so great to sleep in until whenever.
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HEAR a stampede! Where was the proof reader?
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Sometimes an auto-correct I think. The brain reads correctly I think. Until you wrote “hear” I had been unaware. Not to fret however.
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I might have been replying on my phone. I’m not nearly as accurate swiping the letters as typing them. Mistakes like that make my eyes stumble, although like you, my brain reads it correctly and goes on.
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No problem. No one is grading you. My days of grading papers and tests are long over. Have fun and enjoy life!
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I love your attitude!
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I’ve always been an optimist or realistic optimist. Life is too short to be small. Thanks for your affirmation!
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Liebe Mary Ann,
wieder eine brilliant beschriebene Jugenderinnerung von Dir.Beeindruckend sind die Bilder,die Du zur Verdeutlichung hinzu gefügt hast.Deine Schilderungen regen an ,die Erlebnisse der eigenen Jugend erneut in Erinnerung zu rufen. Als Winter und Schnee-Liebhaber kann ich Eure ” Schneemann-Erlebnisse” sehr gut nachempfinden.Dir und Deiner Familie wünschen wir ein schönes Wocheende.Schnee hast Du an Deinem jetzigen Wohnort ja sicherlich genug. Alles Liebe und Gute
Dein Arno
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Lieber Arno, ich danke Dir. I am just a storyteller at heart. Also I’m happy that I brought you back to your childhood with my blog post. We still have snow to make snowmen with too. Thank you again and Happy St. Patrick’s Day. 🙂
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Blimey, that’s a lot of cold weather your way – I hope Spring finds you soon! I remember your post well and sharing the magic of snow days as young … I still enjoy it but feel the winter is dragging in just a bit too much this year! Minus temperatures and light snow for us when it should be warm and sunny out! Hope you’re having a lovely Sunday and thank you for your wonderful comments to my son and his music! 😀🌺
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Thanks for the lovely comment rife with British expressions. I love it. Just glanced at our forecast for the week. Some snow but it looks as if old man winter is going to have to leave us and allow a few warmer days happen. With the sun out, the -8C doesn’t feel too bad. I am now practicing more music for a Good Friday cantata(The Seven Last Words of Christ). The Irish music concert on stage with the orchestra and Pops chorus was awesome. I laud your son’s musical efforts. Music will be with him for a lifetime. So, blimey with our week’s forecast in the link I am attaching for your perusal. Enjoy the week and reading and writing. https://forecast.weather.gov/MapClick.php?lat=43.10645876400048&lon=-76.21769764099963&site=all&smap=1#.Wq_AHWeWyM-
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Is it still snowing in your town? What a long winter!
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Winter lasts about seven months here. Very cold now but no snow. But the snow will stay for awhile because of the cold temperatures. I doubt we will have spring but simply jump to hot summer weather.
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7 months of winter – whoa! That’s almost opposite to Perth – we get 8 months of summer. Luckily no snow, EVER. Which state do you live in?
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Upstate New York near Lake Ontario, one of the Great Lakes. Lots of lake effect snow each winter. We do have four seasons which I like; however, spring lasts just a few days before it’s hot. https://www.dec.ny.gov/lands/29065.html
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It looks like an amazing place! The winter must be spectacular, but I bet it is hard to switch to the heat when it comes so suddenly.
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Thanks for your comment. Switching to heat is interesting sometimes. If one day is hot, the air conditioning is on and the next there is snow and cold, we turn on the heat.
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