Do you like snow? Are you one of those people who wear sweatshirts that say “Let it snow?” Or are you somebody who wouldn’t care if you ever saw another snowflake and wish you were in Florida every time you are bombarbed with those flakes?
I sort of like snow as long as it doesn’t overstay its welcome. One nice snow a winter is fine with me. Of course, I prefer having that snow sometime when I don’t have to go anywhere. On a day when I can just pull on my boots, go hiking in the snow and take a few pictures. That’s fun.
Way back when I was a young teen and had my first camera, I took black and white pictures of the snow. Color film was expensive. Picture taking is so different now with digital cameras and phone cameras. You can take dozens of pictures, hundreds of pictures, thousands of pictures. I may not have taken thousands of snow pictures yet, but I have taken my fair share. I have snow-laden trees and icy creeks and trails through the snow. I have snowy sunrises and round hay bales heaped with snow. I have snowy roads and barns. Of course, come spring I like taking pictures of wildflowers and creeks.
And I have dogs in the snow pictures. Oscar, my lab that I lost last year, looked good in snow. And he liked the snow. So did my neighbor’s St. Bernard who used to go walking with me. What better snow hiking dog could one want than a St. Bernard? Now my new dog, Frankie, is crazy about the snow. But then not much slows Frankie down.
I like feeding the birds in the winter too. A few years ago when we had an abundance of snow, I had an abundance of birds at my feeder. Too many to count. They must have shared my address with all their feathered friends that year. The cardinals always look beautiful against the snow, but I enjoy the little gray birds too – the juncos, the titmice, and the black-capped chickadees. A few blue jays always show up along with some woodpeckers and doves.
Snow isn’t just pretty. It also cleanses our world and our senses, not just of the soot and grime of a Fife mining town but also of a kind of weary familiarity, a taken-for-granted quality to which our eyes are all too susceptible. ~John Burnside
So what about it? Is it snow fun or no fun when Mother Nature starts dropping flakes down on your world?
Comments 4
Once a year is fine with me as long as it just covers the ground and melts the next day 🙂 I can take two days of being snowed in but beyond that I’m itching to go somewhere! We’ve had snow flurries twice this year with not much actually sticking. That’s ok with me.
Like your pictures, good to see Oscar again, bless his heart.
Author
Sounds as if you get cabin fever pretty quickly, Loretta. As long as I have something to make soup and the house is warm and good books, along with electricity, I’m fine for a week or two if I don’t have to go somewhere. When I was staying with Mom a few years ago, the snow was very unhandy since I didn’t have a choice about going out in it. Had to go take care of Mom.
When I was looking through my snow pictures, I did see a lot with Oscar. Made me miss him big time. He was such a good friend.
Author
I know that must have been fun, Lavon, sharing snow with your niece’s kids. I too prefer those flowers after the snow, but as a farm girl I know that snow is really good for the ground and filling up springs and ponds. And other than the travel on the road problem, snow is much prettier than the mud we’re going to have after the rains this week.
Good morning, Ann!
I’m one of those folks that wouldn’t miss snow in the least, if I never saw another flake. But as long as it doesn’t hinder my driving, I don’t complain too much. I love the way everything sparkles. I also enjoy taking pictures, especially around the lake where I live. The changing seasons here in Kentucky are amazing, but spring is probably my favorite. I look forward to seeing the crocus and tulip blooms each year. It’s not unusual to see them poking up through the snow.
I was blessed with a visit from my niece and her family from Oklahoma this past weekend. Her children seldom see snow for more than a few hours, and the younger one has never seen as much as we just had. It was fun seeing the joy on their faces, and their enthusiasm in jumping in the “drifts” along the sidewalks. Children have a way of changing our view of things for sure!