The drive in was a blast. Four wheel drive, ten – twenty miles an hour the whole way, the roads are a disgrace and I had way too much fun doing it.
If it lasts much longer, it won’t be so much fun, but I love the first snow of the year. It makes me feel alive and full of wonder. Falling snow always makes me think of Iceland, walking to school in driving horizontal whiteout conditions, playing for hours in our rock fort, bundled in our snow suits, water-proof wool mittens, moon boots and ski masks. We’d sled down the old volcano outside the base in refrigerator boxes from the Exchange and have snowball wars with the kids in the neighborhood (I think there were maybe ten of us, ages five – 18).
I know I’ll tire of the snow pretty quickly, but today it’s beautiful.