I LOVE SNOW!!

Just standing outside looking at the snowy mountain landscape leaves one encapsulated. Never has winter looked so beautiful. The land looks like it is covered in a ’white’ blanket and when staring at the river, it just goes on for miles and miles. What was amazing for me was the first time I felt the snow. Cold as it would be, watching it change back to water intrigued me. A child like curiosity sparked inside me. I soon learn that snow can come in various forms depending on the weather. Sometimes it is brittle and breaks into a ’fluff’ when you grab a chunk of it, other times it is soft and malleable ready to make snowballs and snowmen. The are also times when one will sink into it when walking on it and times when it is hard enough to support your weight. Like a child I was absorbed by this whiteness and every opportunity I got to go outside, I was making snowballs. I also managed to throw myself on it and roll around like a pig in the mud. The biggest achievement was making the biggest snowball I could make. As soon as it reached waist height, it started feeling like I was participating in a cross fit event. I am proud of this snowball, but that is probably the inner child speaking. The consequences of playing so much in the snow and eventually creating the massive snowball was coming down with the flu. Talk about anticlimactic. That’s what you get for being overexcited about playing in the snow, but flu has never stopped me from having fun. I still have to learn to skate and ski. Can’t have a runny nose in my way.