Many downsides of moving exist and, having grown up a product of the US military, I know them all. But there are also downsides of staying in a place for too long. Chief among them is that you forget to see.
If we had lived here in Sweet Little Town, USA, for forever, we would forget to notice that the leaves went from green to stunning scarlet almost overnight last month. We might even fail to see that our house is freezing cold all the time. Or that we can never dress in fewer than six layers these days.
But I digress (because I am freezing cold and even my brain feels numb).
This week has been the most amazing week ever because this week it snowed. And because we are suddenly living in a manner that includes very little structured anything aside from the multiple hours that The Man requires we spend everyday getting smart at the local school house, we had lots of time to go out and see the snow.
We were stunned. Snowflakes have shape! Snowflakes are cold! Snowflakes get stuck in cobwebs and on mittens and sit there staring back at you, definite in their shape. Snowflakes are, in short, quite astonishing and worthy of constant comments.
Also of note was the amount of snow that fell without anyone else in this town taking much notice. I mean, there was a WHOLE DUSTING OF SNOW! And some of us were outside running around in it with photo-taking equipment because, well, it's SNOW!
Some of us (anonymity is important in this blog, but only when I cannot remember which child says what) wanted to go sledding in the pathetic dusting of snow that fell during the afternoon and early evening hours. However, when the physics of sleds was explained, that plan was quickly abandoned in favor of snowman making.
To lend a bit of perspective, that is a mini carrot for a nose, and balled up next to Bob there is a black glove, child's size extra small. Bob is, shall we say, petite.
It is still snowing out as I type, but none of it is sticking too much. Bob lays slumped on the front porch and a squirrel made off with his nose at some point during the morning. However, we are seeing snow as I have never seen it before because, well, it's like I have never seen it before.
Snow is cool (okay, that's bad, I know).
If we had lived here in Sweet Little Town, USA, for forever, we would forget to notice that the leaves went from green to stunning scarlet almost overnight last month. We might even fail to see that our house is freezing cold all the time. Or that we can never dress in fewer than six layers these days.
But I digress (because I am freezing cold and even my brain feels numb).
This week has been the most amazing week ever because this week it snowed. And because we are suddenly living in a manner that includes very little structured anything aside from the multiple hours that The Man requires we spend everyday getting smart at the local school house, we had lots of time to go out and see the snow.
We were stunned. Snowflakes have shape! Snowflakes are cold! Snowflakes get stuck in cobwebs and on mittens and sit there staring back at you, definite in their shape. Snowflakes are, in short, quite astonishing and worthy of constant comments.
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| A snowy miracle |
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| Yes, that's snow on the roof of the car. We were nearly wetting ourselves. |
Some of us (anonymity is important in this blog, but only when I cannot remember which child says what) wanted to go sledding in the pathetic dusting of snow that fell during the afternoon and early evening hours. However, when the physics of sleds was explained, that plan was quickly abandoned in favor of snowman making.
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| And I shall call him Bob... |
To lend a bit of perspective, that is a mini carrot for a nose, and balled up next to Bob there is a black glove, child's size extra small. Bob is, shall we say, petite.
Snow is cool (okay, that's bad, I know).
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