Enjoying the snow
I woke this morning to find my world covered in a patchy blanket of silver. It snowed on and off throughout the entire day, although none of it managed to "stick" firmly where it landed and merely melted away. Unfortunately for me I only caught glimpses of the view of the snow falling onto the river since I was stuck in a dark lecture room watching jury entries for the big show this Wednesday.
A turn of luck happened after 1am as I was released from my duties: the snow began falling heavily and beautifully, quickly spinning and flurrying down the street, illuminated by the neighborhood lights. Driving home in a cloud of white with no one else around might be one of the best things in the world. It's like all the world is dead and it's just you and the snow fitting perfectly and quietly together.
I parked a little farther away from my house than I normally would (if you know me, you know that I normally detest the cold and take every precaution to limit the amount of time spent in it). Even with the wind blowing hard and fast, the walk was surprisingly pleasant. Once I reached my driveway, I decided I wanted to stand outside and enjoy the snow and the quiet of the night. My quaint little neighborhood provided the perfect picture setting: little row houses with manicured lawns all drizzled with white, orange street lamps setting the air aglow, and a soundtrack of wind and trees and dead fallen leaves and distant chimes. I just looked up and waited for the cold to get the best of me.
Eventually, a policeman drove past and, in seeing me standing in the middle of the sidewalk at almost 2am, he turned his car around and came back to me.
"Are you okay, miss?" he asked from his squad car.
"Oh, yes! Very much so."
"Okay..."
"I'm sorry, I'm from Florida so I just wanted to enjoy the snow."
He chuckled, "Well, you have many more months to enjoy the snow! Are you waiting for a ride?"
"Oh, no. This is my house," I said as I pointed behind me.
"Oh... so you're just... enjoying the snow!" he said merrily. "Well, enjoy your snow."
And then he left me alone with my snow.
I waited a few more minutes until I could feel my cheeks glowing pink and then walked carefully up the drive way.
I think I'll sleep with the blinds open tonight so I can enjoy the snow from the warmth of my bed!! Oh... if my Pittsburgh friends knew that I was actually "enjoying" anything having to do with winter, I think they'd spit!
A turn of luck happened after 1am as I was released from my duties: the snow began falling heavily and beautifully, quickly spinning and flurrying down the street, illuminated by the neighborhood lights. Driving home in a cloud of white with no one else around might be one of the best things in the world. It's like all the world is dead and it's just you and the snow fitting perfectly and quietly together.
I parked a little farther away from my house than I normally would (if you know me, you know that I normally detest the cold and take every precaution to limit the amount of time spent in it). Even with the wind blowing hard and fast, the walk was surprisingly pleasant. Once I reached my driveway, I decided I wanted to stand outside and enjoy the snow and the quiet of the night. My quaint little neighborhood provided the perfect picture setting: little row houses with manicured lawns all drizzled with white, orange street lamps setting the air aglow, and a soundtrack of wind and trees and dead fallen leaves and distant chimes. I just looked up and waited for the cold to get the best of me.
Eventually, a policeman drove past and, in seeing me standing in the middle of the sidewalk at almost 2am, he turned his car around and came back to me.
"Are you okay, miss?" he asked from his squad car.
"Oh, yes! Very much so."
"Okay..."
"I'm sorry, I'm from Florida so I just wanted to enjoy the snow."
He chuckled, "Well, you have many more months to enjoy the snow! Are you waiting for a ride?"
"Oh, no. This is my house," I said as I pointed behind me.
"Oh... so you're just... enjoying the snow!" he said merrily. "Well, enjoy your snow."
And then he left me alone with my snow.
I waited a few more minutes until I could feel my cheeks glowing pink and then walked carefully up the drive way.
I think I'll sleep with the blinds open tonight so I can enjoy the snow from the warmth of my bed!! Oh... if my Pittsburgh friends knew that I was actually "enjoying" anything having to do with winter, I think they'd spit!