Oh come on Erin toughen up
I’m not saying that the cold weather is a bad thing, as a matter of fact this is the first time in a long time that I’ve wanted a cold, snowy winter. It would be nice to have some sense of normalcy in the weather patterns this winter. The past few winters have been surprisingly dry and warm (at least by Colorado standards) which has caused the summers to be even more dry and warm which leads to fires.
You’re not normally a fan of winter?
No, normally I’m not. I like shorts and summer nights and bonfires on the beach. When I’m home I even get to chase the fireflies around and I always enjoy watching the D.C. 4th of July Fireworks. It’s all good fun. But something is different this time around.
I like the snow
I’ve always liked snow but when you take the ‘winter formula’ into consideration I end up not being such a fan of the cold months. For those of you who aren’t familiar with the winter formula let me break it down here:
(love of snow) / (dislike of cold) + 2x(having to wear itchy layers under clothes) x (fighting over optimal thermostat temp. with mom) + (having to go to school and work in snow slush) x 5(black ice)= I’m not a huge fan of winter
You can add +2 brownie points for cute winter wear but that’s about it.
What’s different this year?
I’ve been so anti-winter these past few years that now summer is starting to get old for me. I look forward to summer so much then I end up dying in the heat and hating how bright and hot the sun can be. I might as well enjoy the nice things about winter while they’re here. I am looking forward to snow mostly. I’m ready for things to be covered in white snow flake-y goodness. There’s magic in the air when things are covered in snow and it feels right when I get to walk through it and play in it. I like how it conceals and changes everything and I really missed that feeling.
I’ve got a flashback for you that I just remembered! It was years ago at some point during my high school career. I was still in D.C. and I remember the snow that winter was heavy. One winter we literally got around eight feet of snow. It was spread out over a week but by the time it was over and all of it had been plowed to the edges of the streets the walls of remaining snow were taller than a man. This flashback pertains to a winter leading up to that one though.
It was so snowy out and I don’t think I had school that day. Around the corner from my house there was this open recreational grassy/wooded that used to be a golf course. I used to love walking my dog (who I miss dearly) over there because at dusk and dawn the deer would come out of hiding and we’d chase them. The day I’m talking about in particular was so snowy I doubt we could have spotted those deer if we tried. It was a different world. My crème colored dog was light enough that if got more than ten feet away from me I had to squint to see her in the snowfall. I took her out to the old golf course to explore and we stayed out there for what could have been hours. From the open fields we wondered into the trees content to stay out there for as long as our curiosity demanded. My dog loved it. We wandered the hilly woods jumping over frozen streams and climbing up tiny mountains as if the whole of the woods was made for us. It was awesome. I didn’t mind the cold or the wet that day and ever since I’ve wanted to feel that way again. My dog and I went to magic land on that random winter day years ago. I wouldn’t mind going back there.
So everyone pull out your fluffy coats, thick winter socks, and bust out the hot chocolate! Winter be a-comin’.