Yes, I believe it's official now: I could not enjoy life in a place that does not have seasons like this.
old St. Patrick's in the snow
cold covering of snow outside, warm glow of lamp inside
16 December 2008
Snow Day
Today was a snow day, so to speak. This does not mean the same thing at this stage in my life that it meant when I was younger, but I still get excited about the snow as though I were a kid. It doesn't matter that I still have to go to work when it snows and it doesn't matter that I don't have the time or interest to play in the snow. (Although that snow angel I made a few years ago was kind of fun.) There's still something exciting about the possibility of it all, of just knowing that I could go out and make a great snowman or enjoy a day free of obligations, given the right circumstances. Those prospects, even if unrealized, are delightful.
Yes, I believe it's official now: I could not enjoy life in a place that does not have seasons like this.
old St. Patrick's in the snow
cold covering of snow outside, warm glow of lamp inside
Yes, I believe it's official now: I could not enjoy life in a place that does not have seasons like this.
old St. Patrick's in the snowcold covering of snow outside, warm glow of lamp inside
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As a kid, I had the same joy in snow days as everyone else, but my perspective was a little different, because my dad was the superintendent, which made him about 50% of the snow-day-decision-making team. (The other 50% was the facilities director. They'd both have to get up in the pre-dawn hours and go out to see how bad the roads were. Not an enviable task.) So for me, a snow day, or even just a POTENTIAL snow day, also meant extra-tired parents and a kind of noisy house in the morning, as the phone kept ringing--the facilities director, other administrators, the radio station, teachers/coaches/parents wanting early word.
I still believe in snow days, including the kind where I stay home with no obligations. :) It is indeed delightful.
We're having a snow day here in the Pacific Northwest right now! This is unusual for us, as we generally take our precipitation in the form of long drizzly periods.
I have a long-running fantasy scenario where I own four houses around the world, one for each season. Thus I can be assured of snowy winters, sunny summers, and [adjective] spring and falls. This is pure indulgence obviously, as I'm not on track to own one house for another 29 years. A possible compromise would be to live on a sailboat and just sail it to wherever the weather was best. Migrate with the wales from Alaska to Mexico!
"Transitional" springs and falls?
I agree with you on all those seasonalities. I think KC offers that to some degree, although the unpredictability of the weather makes for some inconsistencies all year round. Like one year our spring lasted like a week and a half, but last year our it only felt like summer for like five days.
So if you migrate with the whales, I'll just come visit you wherever you are so I can enjoy proper seasons when KC's weather goes off kilter.
Enjoy your snow!
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