Snow is my favorite kind of weather. It doesn’t matter how inconvenient or dangerous it is, if there’s snow, I’m happy. Snow looks beautiful. I even like the sound of snow. Well, maybe not the sound of snow itself, but the way snow changes the sounds of other things. It softens everything which creates a sense of peace. The first snow of the season is magical. It doesn’t even need to be a good snow (in fact, it often isn’t). Once those flakes start falling, everything seems right with the world.
One thing I love about snow is that it forces us to change our routines. It’s the only normal occurrence that can get us a free day off work or school. We stay home instead of driving. And it’s a great excuse to play.
I do know many people who claim not to like snow. I can’t even wrap my head around that. It must be those people that like the summer. It just seems weird. Or maybe I’m the weird one. It’s hard to tell. I just know that I hope we get a lot of snow this year.
I couldn’t really think of much to write about today, but I wanted to get my daily post in. I kept it short and sweet. Hopefully, tomorrow’s post will be a bit better.
