Studly Doright and I live in the Florida panhandle where it seldom snows, and when it does we receive only a light dusting that disappears almost as soon as it hits the ground. We haven’t always lived here, though. For three years we lived in North Dakota, a place that sees more than its fair share of snow starting in October. And once the snow falls it’s there until early spring. So, while I love the thought of snow, I never want to live in a place that gets more than a few centimeters in a decade. I’m quite happy enjoying snow from afar.
Lately my Facebook feed has been inundated with snowman and woman humor. I figured that’s a good way to appreciate snow, right? All the cuteness without the cold.
Here are some of my favorites. Some of them really resonate.
Okay. I’ve had my fill of snow for the year. No fuss, no muss, and no shoveling.
Studly Doright and I have been in the Tallahassee area for four years now, having moved from central Illinois where we resided for eight years. This morning I realized I’d finally acclimated to the weather here when upon hearing that the high in our area would be in the mid-60’s today, I said to myself, “Better wear a sweater!”
I’m not complaining. I’ll wear that sweater all winter thanking my lucky stars I don’t need a heavy jacket and snow boots.
Truly everything is relative. We lived in North Dakota for four years where an ambient temperature of 34° on a winter day had folks digging out their bikinis and sunscreen.
Even in the mid-west the definition of cold is a matter of season. Forty degrees in November feels cool, while the same temperature in February is positively balmy.
The most difficult part for me when the weather turns cool is having to put away my flip flops. Although, I have been known to pull this stunt:
But only to take out the garbage. If I go downtown, I’ll put my pants on….
No matter where you are, I hope you have a great day. Pants optional.
On Saturday night a light snow fell near Havana, Florida. I looked out the window and told Studly Doright that I saw white flakes fluttering on the breeze, but he was too busy polishing his golf clubs to get up and look for himself. He didn’t see snow; ergo, it did not snow.
When he returned home from playing golf on Sunday afternoon his first words were, “Hey, did you know it snowed here last night?”
I swear, one of these days that man is going to wish he’d paid attention to me!
The best thing about Florida living is that cold snaps are invariably followed by warm, sunny days.
I love snow in theory. Newly fallen snow is indescribably lovely, draping the world in peaceful beauty. Even day two can be nice if one doesn’t have to scrape snow and ice off of car windows or shovel the heavy stuff off of sidewalks and driveways. By day three, though, the majesty has worn off.
Studly Doright, our two children, and I lived in North Dakota for three years and had quite enough of the frozen precipitation. Snow would begin falling around October 31, and didn’t stop until late March. Sometimes snow was still on the ground in April and May. Brrrrr!
Now that Studly and I live in north Florida I occasionally find myself romanticizing the idea of snow. Not enough that I want to actually experience it in person, mind you, but I miss being able to watch it fall softly from the comfort of my home.
Fortunately I can find it on the Internet.
Dean Martin sings Let It Snow and I melt. Ironic, right? (There’s a brief commercial at the beginning…)
One of my friends took this picture of a little piece of snowy heaven from her ranch in New Mexico and posted it on her Facebook page last week. Isn’t it lovely? I wanted to work it into my Love Month theme.
Still Haiku 1
Breath calmed by snow’s depths
Frozen, a moment in time
Hush love, and be still
Still Haiku 2
White ‘scape nothing moves
Frozen still in this moment
Softly a branch bends