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Monday, March 10, 2008

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Melt Your Heart



It snowed! Twice! In March, in Little Rock. Unheard of. After telling the boys to abandon hope for this year, they got two days of actual inches of the stuff. They made snowballs and snowboulders and drank hot chocolate, and the next day, spring would pick up right where it left off. Forty-eight hours of winter, all told, with a three day rest in between and book-ended by days in the mid to high 50s. A winter that all winters should be modelled on, in my opinion.

I envy my sister many of the fruits of her choice to stay in my hometown of Corner Brook, Newfoundland, and raise her family there. Suiting up small kids in snow suits, hats, scarfs, mitten and boots every day for four months of the year is not one of them. Mornings are hard enough. Neither do I miss shoveling driveways, the cold weather equivalent of trying to bail water out of a hole dug in the sand at the water's edge. A hole big enough to fit your car in. With a plough driving by every few hours to help push all the water back in.

Okay, there's no equivalent. That's why I live here, with scant regret for the hassle of northern winters. But I admit, I had quite forgotten that in addition to delivering a children's amusement park to your yard, a good snowfall can do this:

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7 Comments:

Blogger HRH said...

Beautiful pictures. I love the snow for a day or two and then remember why we moved South...

10:18 PM  
Blogger Hannah said...

Heh. That's exactly what snow shovelling is like. We've had the worst winter in ages this year - the year we moved to a house with a driveway the size of a football field and me pregnant to boot.

On the plus side, handsome hubby has lost twenty pounds and has biceps of iron.

I'd gladly trade it all for a three-day winter, though.

7:06 AM  
Blogger Amy U. said...

It's pretty, isn't it? But messy. And not at all fun to drive in.

Assertagirl

7:53 AM  
Blogger Prisca said...

I'm up the TN way (a refugee from NY state) and my two little ones adore any snowflake sightings. I wish we'd had a 2-day winter-- we just had @12 hours. :(

8:38 AM  
Blogger Ashley said...

Ironic, I told my son to forget about any more snow from the year and we got a total of 10 inches over two days down here in Mena. That's what I love about AR. If you don't like the weather, stick around, it'll change in a day.

8:50 AM  
Blogger jennifer h said...

My kids miss the snow--they have a few memories of it from Indiana, and then a few encounters with it since. Whenever there is snow anywhere close by (we're in AZ), I try to drive them to see it at least, and to play in it if possible.

Until that last picture, I wasn't missing it at all. But I love how the branches look when the snow clings, or after an ice storm.

Great photos, all of them.

12:48 PM  
Blogger Carmen said...

We had a total of 3 days of snow this winter in Atlanta, too! Unheard of! We usually get a few flurries or maybe an ice storm. But good, fluffy, snow for hours was a real treat! The kids were in heaven. We were even able to go sledding! I agree, I wouldn't want it all the time, but a surprise snowfall is a wonderful thing...

7:32 AM  

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