a ripple effect
Today is Anna's birthday. It is negative two degrees and snowing. I think it was a nice surprise for her to have snow on her birthday. Coming from Texas this has never happened to her before. There are beautiful medium flakes gently falling down. This is the best kind of snow with the exception of when the flakes get to be about the size of a quarter.
Falling snow somehow seems to make things go better. It muffles the sounds of the working world and sprinkles a white sheet to cover up everything and everything is white. If people have never seen snow before but have been in a plane I tell them that when your plane is above a thick bank of clouds and you can look out over them and all you see is white clouds to the edge of your vision....I tell them this is what snow looks like in Nebraska. Whiteness as far as the eye can see. Literally if you want to be able to find your way around in the hills around my house you have to be able to tell where north is and recognize the shape of the surrounding land. There's just nobody and I love it. The snow seems to emphasize that because when you walk out in falling snow anywhere you feel isolated and in your own little world. When all your surrounded by is snowy hills and an occasional fence or two this impression gets pounded into your head.
We're supposed to get several more inches tonight. At least the wind is minimal to nothing. Windchill up here is awful and can get to the -30s and lower. Oh and just a fun trivia for anyone: in Alabama, dominoes may not be played on Sunday.
Falling snow somehow seems to make things go better. It muffles the sounds of the working world and sprinkles a white sheet to cover up everything and everything is white. If people have never seen snow before but have been in a plane I tell them that when your plane is above a thick bank of clouds and you can look out over them and all you see is white clouds to the edge of your vision....I tell them this is what snow looks like in Nebraska. Whiteness as far as the eye can see. Literally if you want to be able to find your way around in the hills around my house you have to be able to tell where north is and recognize the shape of the surrounding land. There's just nobody and I love it. The snow seems to emphasize that because when you walk out in falling snow anywhere you feel isolated and in your own little world. When all your surrounded by is snowy hills and an occasional fence or two this impression gets pounded into your head.
We're supposed to get several more inches tonight. At least the wind is minimal to nothing. Windchill up here is awful and can get to the -30s and lower. Oh and just a fun trivia for anyone: in Alabama, dominoes may not be played on Sunday.
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