Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Let it Snow

"One Christmas was so much like another...that I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve or whether it snowed for twelve days and twelve nights when I was six."—Dylan Thomas

age six
December in childhood always meant snow, banks and banks of snow. There was snow for walks to and from the trinity of school, church and the street opposite's candy shop. And there was the home coming snowfall: those gentle or wild flakes that greeted and ushered you to the safe confines of your front door. There was the night before snowfalls...and the morning afters. A snow globe world, pretty as painted postcards. There was effort but there was solace. There were peals of laughter and high pitched voices. Frozen fingers and rosy cheeks. Layers and layers thrust upon us and yet we flitted about. Explorers all.

There was snow on balconies, driveways, window panes and rooftops. Snow dusted roads and windshield wipers. There was thick snow, soft snow, wet snow and the powdered variety. Mammoth blizzards and wee tinkles. There was snow for silent gazes and meditative sighs. There was snow for back hills sledding, snowman building, snow pants wearing, snow ball throwing, snow flakes tasting and angel making. One could do all sorts. Of course there were those who bemoaned the injustice of it all but we never had time for that lot.

And there was always snow at Christmas. Always. The snow gods smiled at us then. Here's hoping they smile so again.

Note: I'm wearing a Montreal Canadiens toque with a Boston Bruins scarf (sorry Leafs Nation but they were out of the Blue and White...what to do?). My brother had a similar lumber jack coat and settled for the Bruins gear. Note the Canadian Tire fan in the background.


  1. Very sweet, Chelly--you reminded me of how much I loved winters as a kid, how your whole world could be transformed in a matter of hours. Oh and that's a very cute picture :)

    Well, here in Pittsburgh we have yet to have ANY real snow, other than a dusting, a few weeks ago. How are things your way?

    If I don't talk to you again soon, hope you have a Merry Christmas. :)

  2. Aw, thanks so much Doug! :)

    We don't have any snow here either. Nada. :( And only a few days left till Christmas.

    I hope you have a lovely Christmas with your beautiful family Doug. I have some wonderful blog friends—so blessed to have you among them. Cheers!

  3. That's adorable. :)

  4. Aw, thanks so much Shelly :)


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