The past few weeks, we had snow here in Dayton, Ohio. Granted, it was only a few inches, but it was enough to make me happy. We also had a two-day thaw late last week, which got rid of the snow we had earlier that week.
When there is snow on the ground, winter somehow doesn't seem as cold to me. The nights are brighter, because the snow reflects whatever light there is in the night sky. Snow cheers me up. Nothing is more depressing than a winter rain or no precipitation; that makes for awfully cold weather.
There's nothing like sitting in a hot tub on an outdoor deck on a winter night, seeing snow on the ground and seeing it fall. (Of course, the few moments before getting in, and the few moments after getting out, are quite brisk.)
This is the time where I'm content to lounge around the house in sweats or fleece wear, with wool socks and down booties on my feet. When my feet are cold, the rest of me is cold. It's nice to sit by a fire in the fireplace and sip a hot beverage, like coffee, tea or mulled cider. It's also nice to spend time in a bed with flannel sheets, especially when my sweetie is there, snuggling with me.
I would love to have a cabin or chalet in the woods or in the hills, next to a small lake that has frozen over. It's a wonderful time to be close to nature, and away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life.
In the daytime, if it's clear, I don't mind being outside. I'd love to go cross-country skiing for a few hours. I haven't done that in years, mostly because the snow doesn't stay here very long. Plus my skis are still at my parents' house, 400 miles away.
I have a lot of joyful winter memories from my childhood -- sledding down hills, going ice skating at the local park, getting snow days (and sleeping in), and building snow forts. Now that I'm all grown up (sob!), I have to deal with driving in snow, and other drivers who don't quite know how to drive on the stuff. I also have to deal with going to work when it's dark, and leaving when it's dark. That's what I don't like about winter. And what I really hate is ice on the roads. Give me snow over ice any day!
It's been years since I've been snowed in. I survived the Blizzards of '77 and '85 in Buffalo. As long as I have electricity, running water, a working phone connection, cable TV, and enough food to last a week, I should be all set.
dagonell and
gleepy are probably snickering right now, since they got lots of snow this past week.
It will be cold and snowy until March or April. I might as well go out and enjoy it.
When there is snow on the ground, winter somehow doesn't seem as cold to me. The nights are brighter, because the snow reflects whatever light there is in the night sky. Snow cheers me up. Nothing is more depressing than a winter rain or no precipitation; that makes for awfully cold weather.
There's nothing like sitting in a hot tub on an outdoor deck on a winter night, seeing snow on the ground and seeing it fall. (Of course, the few moments before getting in, and the few moments after getting out, are quite brisk.)
This is the time where I'm content to lounge around the house in sweats or fleece wear, with wool socks and down booties on my feet. When my feet are cold, the rest of me is cold. It's nice to sit by a fire in the fireplace and sip a hot beverage, like coffee, tea or mulled cider. It's also nice to spend time in a bed with flannel sheets, especially when my sweetie is there, snuggling with me.
I would love to have a cabin or chalet in the woods or in the hills, next to a small lake that has frozen over. It's a wonderful time to be close to nature, and away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life.
In the daytime, if it's clear, I don't mind being outside. I'd love to go cross-country skiing for a few hours. I haven't done that in years, mostly because the snow doesn't stay here very long. Plus my skis are still at my parents' house, 400 miles away.
I have a lot of joyful winter memories from my childhood -- sledding down hills, going ice skating at the local park, getting snow days (and sleeping in), and building snow forts. Now that I'm all grown up (sob!), I have to deal with driving in snow, and other drivers who don't quite know how to drive on the stuff. I also have to deal with going to work when it's dark, and leaving when it's dark. That's what I don't like about winter. And what I really hate is ice on the roads. Give me snow over ice any day!
It's been years since I've been snowed in. I survived the Blizzards of '77 and '85 in Buffalo. As long as I have electricity, running water, a working phone connection, cable TV, and enough food to last a week, I should be all set.
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It will be cold and snowy until March or April. I might as well go out and enjoy it.