The sheer quiet beauty and peacefulness
of that first snowfall blanketing the earth
tugs at my heartstrings. Kids bundled up
play in the cold white landscape.
The kid inside me longs for those
Massachusetts childhood days of
sledding and building snowmen
and yielding to the warm fireplace
and hot chocolate our mother made
us after we came inside to board
games, Authors and Old Maid card
games. How lucky we were to be
ensconced with Mom on those days.
Carefree play outdoors no matter
the weather. Red cheeks, cold noses
and fingers brought us indoors.
The reality now is that I wish to remain
indoors and not face the elements
or drive even if I could plow through
the two feet at the end of the driveway.
Allowing the child in me to be in awe
of nature’s beauty, I gaze at the
white outdoor amusement park. Now
let me find my sled, gloves, hat and boots!
Wonderland memories beautifully told, Mary Ann! ❤ xo
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Wow! Going down the memory lane that is so snowy but warmed by hot chocolate is so heart-warming that even snow seems a blessing. Loved it Mary Ann. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you, Balroop. Your comment is much appreciated. That first instant of gazing at the snow evokes such strong memories, I had to put them in writing. Glad you enjoyed the post. Have a nice weekend where it is hopefully warmer and with less snow.
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We are dealing with a lot of smoke and unhealthy air due to tragic wildfires.
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Oh, on the West coast. That smoke continues in the atmosphere and will eventually come to us in the East too. So sad to hear. I hope you get lots of rain to quiet the flames.
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Thanks dear friend 🤗
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I hope the fires are soon gone and the air is clean again. ^__^
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We didn’t get real snow, but we had rime ice at the top of the mountain we live on. As we walked back from the creek, we saw about 57 flakes of snow coming down. I loved your snow comments.
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How did you count snowflakes? Oh, you might have had part of the storm system which hit us. Mountain creeks are my favorite – always ice cold. Thank you, Anne for the comment. Much appreciated. Now help me clear up the mystery of being able to count flakes of snow. ^__^
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It’s easy to count snowflakes. You just make up a silly number. Actually, I name the first flakes I see, going down the alphabet — anything like Adam, Benji, Calvin, Dan, Eve, Fran, etc. I usually quit at four or five.
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Anne, you are too funny. Playing with the alphabet and counting that way is very creative. I find that when I am in nature, the words flow into poetry. Were I to count at my end of the pond, I would say that in the first five minutes alone, I counted 231 flakes and then went inside. Haha.
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LOL! You’ve got it!
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Life is amusing too! Have a good Thanksgiving and week ahead.
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You too!
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Thank you! ^__^
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^__^
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I can see how the child in you is stirring to be part of the winter fun. Yet, you agree in the poem that for us it is better to dream indoors about our childhood days. It is too early to let Old Man Winter knock at our doors. Three months have been set aside for him by the Seasons. The week before Christmas shall be OK with me. Have a great weekend, Mary Ann!
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I had a big smile as I read your comment, Peter. In our area, there are no rules about when Old Man Winter drops by to visit. Sometimes I think we have two seasons when winter lasts too long. Double that three month figure even if set aside. Since we had a bit of snow in Oct., we might have a bit of snow in May. I do wish for a white Christmas and all the magic which goes with it. Thank you for such a lovely comment. Keep dreaming. Enjoy your weekend as well.
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Liebe Mary Ann,
wundervoll geschilderte Jugenderinnerungen. Man kann richtig diese schönen Momente mit Dir mitempfinden .Eine schöne Anregung für eigene Erinnerungen.- Heiße Schockolade – wenn man so richtig durchgefroren war. Wow.
Alles Liebe,einen erträglichen Winter und eine segensreiche Vorweihnachtszeit für Dich,
liebe Mary Ann und Deine Familie
Dein Arno
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Thank you, Arno, for a lovely comment. Much appreciated. You probably can’t wait to go skiing and love the now. These days I love the snow for its beauty and poetry it evokes. The music changes at church now too with Advent upon us already. I don’t know where the time goes.
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Wonderful childhood memories of playing in the snow, Mary Ann! I still love wrapping up and walking in the snow but driving in it…. oh dear no!
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The white stuff is coming down as I write. Dear me, winter has begun in the Fall this year. I agree with the driving issue. If I can avoid going out, I do. Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family.
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A Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family.
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So very kind of you, thank you, Clare. I hope you have a lovely day and rest of the week too even if you do not celebrate Thanksgiving.
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Thank you, Mary Ann
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Have a wonderful day and stay warm. My pleasure, Clare.
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I love the snow images mixed with your beautiful words. 🙂
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Snow is beautiful for me even when I have to clean it off my car and sidewalk. I gaze at snow-covered plants in the garden and see all sorts of shapes and sizes and listen to winter birds sing. Nature inspires poetry.
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It is beautiful. We don’t get much in Florida so have to drive north to see some. Glad I don’t have to shovel it regularly though. 🙂
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Fly north or west and there is abundant snow.
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I think especially with the latest cold snap.
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Blizzards in the Midwest. No flying there now. Enjoy your week.
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Oh my. I saw there was 36” of snow at Crested Butte with temps below 0. Too cold. Thanks. 🙂
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Colorado snows melt fast with the hot sun. Humidity is low so -20 F is actually not bad when the sun is out.
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Good to know. It wasn’t cold in late September when the humidity was low at high 30s. Thanks.
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I loved the low humidity, usually hovering at 20% or below. Hot days can than be tolerated well.
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I agree. The humidity in Florida remains quite high. It’s nice when it drys to less than 80. Of course Florida needs it for the foliage. Everything still has to be a balance. 🙂
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I choose to remain put where I live in Upstate New York for retirement. Four seasons and beautiful nature. I refuse to live in a humid location. Our son and his wife chose Florida, and they can keep it. I wilt in such weather. Give me the Southwest any day. I can still travel there which suits me just fine.
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I know what you mean. Upstate New York is beautiful. 🙂
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Lots of lakes and nature centers to recharge the batteries in nature. It’s a perfect fit for my poetry.
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