Thursday, December 11, 2008

Snow is falling!!

When I was 17 it snowed. To some of you that is no big deal, but to this Southern girl it was huge. It was the first time I'd ever seen snow. The weather forecast had predicted possible snow flurries. We scoffed and said we wouldn't hold our breath! Snow? Here? Not likely. It was December 23, 1989. It was well below freezing and the sky loomed with dark clouds. My Mom kept saying "See how low they are? That's snow clouds!" To our surprise, mixed with the rain, we began to see teeny tiny white specs floating in the rain drops. Soon the rain stopped. Those teeny specks got bigger and fluffier. And it snowed. Really snowed, at least for down here. There were huge fluffy snowflakes falling all around. No one predicted it would be like this. It was beautiful! Unlike anything we had ever experienced. My Mom and I bundled up and ran outside because neither of us had ever seen snow like this before. Before long it began to accumulate. I can still picture my mom laughing and bouncing around outside like a kid. She was so excited. She scooped up a hand full of snow and tossed it at me! "That's what you're supposed to do," she said!! Thus began our first snowball fight. We soon learned that the powdery snow wouldn't stick together with out water to make a ball. It snowed for quite a while and we had something like four inches on the ground. I can remember going inside to warm up and change gloves because mine were soaked and my hands were freezing. The pipe to the hot water heater in the garage froze for the first and only time ever, so we had no hot water! Finally I put rubber gloves over my knitted gloves so that my hands would stay warm AND dry. Our dog, Benji, ran up and down the driveway. He loved the cold and was so frisky for an old dog. He looks like he's flying in the pictures. My Mom and I managed to scrape up as much snow off the lawn as possible to build our first snowman. We had to add some water to make the snow stick together! What a pitiful snowman he was, but we didn't think we'd ever have a chance to make one again. The next morning most of the snow had started to melt. What a sludgy mess that was! It was Christmas Eve, and my Dad and I decided to go to Wal-Mart to buy my mom a VCR. The four lane bridge was closed due to ice, but the two lane was open. I drove my little Nissan, and I can remember my Dad and I sat in traffic for what seemed like hours waiting to cross the bridge. We did make it to the store eventually to get that VCR.

And that is the first of two White Christmases I've experienced so far.

The next time it snowed? December 25, 2004. Valerie was 4 days old.

Wonder if it snows in Heaven? Hope so, Momma. Hope so.


December 23, 1989. Morgan City, Louisiana
























































4 comments:

  1. you brought tears to my eyes. Today is hubby's bday.. as I hugged him this morning I said the snow was a present from his dad.. in heaven, letting him know he is thinking of him on his Bday. He didn't respond, he hugged me a little tighter.

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  2. These are wonderful snow pics, and Benji does look like he's flying!

    I can't believe you thought to add water to the snow to make it stick. That's so smart. So is donning a pair of rubber gloves over knit ones. Damn smart.

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  3. Anonymous6:46 AM

    A VCR? What's that . . .

    ;-)

    I've always wondered what it would be like to live in a place where snow is something that happens *other* places. Alas, I went to college in Minnesota, and lived for a time in North Dakota, where it snows sideways. I remember a winter where it snowed and snowed and snowed. All the shoveling left the sidewalk a valley between two mountain ranges of snow over five feet tall. When that stuff melts? It is mushy until the middle of June.

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  4. What great memories! As for me, I 'd be happy not to see snow in heaven; I guess it all depends on one's perspective. Snow once every 10 years is a novelty, but when you have lots of snow every winter, I at least wouldn't mind living without it most of the time. It is pretty at the beginning when it falls, but after a whiloe becomes a sludgy mess. Plus it really screws up traffic if a lot comes down especially during rush hour. It took Kevin over 2 hours to get home, when it usually takes an hour or less.

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