Here is East Tennessee we are never quite sure if the snowy forecast will really stick. That’s pretty much how snow goes in the South. Last year we got zero snow. The sleds came out zero times. It never really felt like winter.
At 2:00 on Thursday I left the pick up the girls from school. The temperature in my car said 34 degrees and it was raining. Fifteen minutes later, still on my drive, it was sleeting and the temperature had dropped to 32 degrees. By the time I got to school five minutes later it was 30 degrees and the snow was coming down in buckets. Since I didn’t really believe the forecast, I thought we had time to stop for some milk after school. Because just incase it did snow, I wanted to have plenty of hot chocolate.
So then, I was totally the person in the grocery store, with a total for four kids (we car pool) buying milk, bread and eggs. The girls were all so excited about the snow, it was totally worth it. And then we had slow drive home, coming home to this.
It didn’t take long for the snow gear to go back on and the girls pulled the sleds from the basement, to play in the VERY WET snow.
Thinking the bigger kids would follow me to the park and big sledding hill, I took off for a walk with my little girl.
They didn’t follow us. And we had a beautiful, cold, wet walk. I LOVE walks in the snow. I love that snow is rare enough where we live, that the world seems to stop. It’s a wonderful special kind of peace when it snows.
Our walk was followed by an impromptu gathering at a neighbors house with more children, adult conversations and thankfulness for our wonderful community. School is out tomorrow. Cinnamon rolls, building a snowman, indoor games by the fire and more hot chocolate is on the agenda.
I live in the UK and heavy snow is forecast today. It’s enough of an event in my area that the school children will have been talking about it all week, and my children’s first question when they wake up will be ‘Has it snowed?’ followed by ‘Is the school closed?’
I hope the answer to both is going to be ‘yes’. It’s a rare enough event that I fancy a day of cinnamon rolls, snowman building and hot chocolate too!