After much anxiety about the unseasonably warm weather, winter (the snow) finally made its way to Minnesota. While this has been the weakest winter on record in my memory, I've already spent time appreciating one of Minnesota greatest seasons.
Winter and snow changes meaning from childhood to adulthood.
As all kids who grew up in Minnesota few decades ago, snow meant:
- Listening to the radio to hear if your school was called off for the day
- Quickly growing tired of daytime soap operas and television shows
- Spending most of the day outside until your snowpants and mittens were soaked through and frostbite began to set in
- Getting the neighbor kids together for sledding, snowball fights and snow fort building competitions
- Drinking hot cider using cinnamon sticks as straws (was that just me?)
As an adult, in 2015-16 snow generally means:
- Armageddon-like lines at Target
- Multiple snow-related messages popping up on all digital devices
- 24-hour news cycle that treats every snowfall as a dooms day story
- Longer, more frustrating commutes
- Wondering if this is the year to finally buy a snowblower (it's not)
- Convincing your significant other/roommate that it is their turn to shovel
- Wondering if this is the year to get new boots (it was)
- Throwing the occasional snowball at your best friend - followed by surprise, delight and playfulness
Some things just aren't quite as fun as they were as when we were kids. But they still totally can be! It's so easy to forget the magic that can come from the most simple things-- snow. I love remembering the great times I had outside as a kid and love (sort of) recreating those feelings. Get those snowpants and waterproof gloves out and throw a few snowballs. Outside is great. Minnesota is great.
Click on the thumbnails below to see all the fun I've been having with the snow (and my new Nikon d7100).