snow-on-the-ground day

[mrissa]

Every morning when I wake up and go downstairs to get breakfast, I look out the front window to the circle of light cast by the one small streetlamp. In the summer, there's often daylight, not just lamplight, but that's what I do anyway. I always look.

And every fall there's a day when I look and it's there, a dusting of snow stuck to the grass, with more falling through the lamplight. I love that day. I feel it ought to be a special little holiday, with muffins and rejoicing.

It's today, and I was too hungry to make muffins and wait for them to be baked and cooled enough to pull the papers off, so I didn't. But I keep looking over my shoulder out the window at the trees coated with snow, the porch roof coated with snow, the snow snow snow.

It sounds like it'll melt off before anyone has to shovel it, but while it's here I enjoy it so much. And there will be chili and cornbread for dinner, and we will mostly stay inside where it is warm and smells nice, where we can read and play cribbage and practice the piano and watch movies and light candles because it is that day, and sometimes we will open the door and smell snow.

Comments

[buymeaclue.livejournal.com]

:):):)

[tanaise.livejournal.com]

There is quite possibly nothing I love more than the first night that you glance outside and instead of being black, it's got an odd reddish/whitish glow to it.

[merriehaskell.livejournal.com]

Happy first snow!

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

(It already did snow once, but it didn't stick, and it was in the afternoon. So not the same.)

[halfmoon-mollie.livejournal.com]

No matter how sick I get of winter, a new snowfall is one of the most beautiful sights ever. And the first one that sticks, well...it's like a whole new world is created. A place where you can walk - and if it's still snowing your footprints are filled in, but if it isn't, your footprints change shape. You can be anonymous in winter, bundled in layers of clothing.

And there is no smell like the smell of snow.

Happy First Snow morning.

[atdt1991.livejournal.com]

One of my absolute favorite natural visual scenes is heavy snowfall at night, falling at an angle through the cone of light from a street lamp.

[merriehaskell.livejournal.com]

Happy first stickin' snow, then!

[crimini.livejournal.com]

Sounds marvelous! We have rain. And more rain! And still more rain!

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Ours is turning to rain, which I hope stops by sundown (even though I love rain) or it'll freeze on the pavement.

[the-flea-king.livejournal.com]

I am not cut out for these kinds of climates I guess. The first snowfall does nothing more for me than fill me with dread at the risky driving and all the shoveling. Portland ho, I suppose.

I admire the way you respond to it though.

[mmerriam.livejournal.com]

The snow on the ground made me so very happy this morning.

[hbevert.livejournal.com]

Ahh, I'm with you on the glee that comes from the first snow. We had ours this week, too, and it gives me the same type of joy as the first warm spring day. Joy at being there for the changeover to a new season, at the beauty of the white blanket, at the chill feeling of the air.

[laurel]

It was very pretty this morning as I drove Kevin to Eden Prairie (took 50th through Edina and then on a back way that involves no highways). Loved the snowcovered trees. Did think of you when I saw the snow.

Alas, I was vexed by it because I knew I had to drive Kevin and then drive up to Broolyn Park to have my van looked at and I hate driving in snow and rain or a wintry mix. So I couldn't properly enjoy it-- my first reaction was "crap! It wasn't supposed to do that until tonight!"

Next time it does this, I hope I can just stay home and look out at the pretty stuff.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Yah, I do think of the people who are out in it; several of my nearest and dearest commute to work every day.

(But I can't help it: I still love it.)

[coalboy.livejournal.com]

Pull the papers off? I use a muffin pan without papers.