It was just this week that we had our first snowstorm of the season. In fact, it was just last week that we had our first snow.
It is unusually late that these events occurred in December. Our first snow is invariably before Thanksgiving and sometimes even before Halloween. I do remember one year, taking our kids trick-or-treating with a couple inches of snow on the ground. It wasn’t the most comfortable of times, with them quickly complaining of being cold; we didn’t even make it around our entire neighborhood.
Each year, my enthusiasm for snow diminishes a bit more. Yes, it is nice to look at — for a while — from the warm confines of my home. But with snow comes snow-removal duties, longer drive times, poor travel conditions, event cancellations, low wind-chills, and cold.
I do like snow for Christmas, in fact Christmas sans snow, is a Christmas that is somehow lacking. From my perspective, it would be great if the first snow come on Christmas Eve — not enough to hamper travel, but just a light blanket of white. If we are going to have a snowstorm, it should wait until the week after Christmas. Then it needs start melting on January 2. Springtime should quickly follow thereafter.
That is my ideal, but things are seldom ideal — or at least not for long. So I need to be happy that the winter white held off for as long as it did — and hope for an early spring.