As I may have mentioned (repeatedly, ad nauseum, will the woman please shut up), I was born and raised in California. This meant that I had never seen snow falling. On three occasions we did drive to the mountains for a visit after it was on the ground and half melted, but that was it. Then at the age of 40, I moved to Washington DC for almost three years.
My favorite place to be almost every weekend was the National Mall where I haunted the museums for all of the history and art or just enjoyed the sheer beauty of the buildings seen through the trees.Then came the day of the first snow. I looked out the windows of the U.S. Chamber and there it was all soft and fluffy and falling on Lafayette Park with the White House half shrouded in the swirling flakes. First I opened the window and put out my hand as all the easterners started laughing. Then I stuck out my tongue to do what kids have been doing every winter for millenniums. This sent a couple of people rolling on the floor. Then I raced down the marble stairs to spin in the falling snow.
Luckily, it was a Friday and the snow kept coming. That weekend I got to see the Mall with fresh snow and in the evening the tiny fairy lights in trees on the surrounding streets and all the glistening reflected shine. As with all magical moments, this too came to an end with brown slush on the streets, slippery melted wetness in the Metro, buying my first real winter coat and so on.
But as with all things magical. It was great while it lasted. This brings us to this week's musical selection about another type of great while it lasted magical events.
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If only it didn't become icy and slick, and then turn into muck.
I love it that you had such a great first snowfall experience!
And I think my favorite soundtrack to go with it!
Just one of those things...
The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event! This is my first time to join here.. Mine's up too hope you can drop by... Have a fun day!
We do that here every time it snows. *LOL*
Snow in the south.
The sight of your first snow is a magical thing, indeed.
I love that song!
How opposite our dealings with snow are! And still, I look for snow falling on very cold rainy days here in Sacramento. I know it COULD happen, and it won't stay long at all *smiles*
There is probably nothing more beautiful that standing in the dark by the light of the moon with snow silently falling.
I adore snow but not ice and freezing weather. We've all had enough of that I'd say.
great to hear of your first encounter with falling snow at age 40. That you marveled at it like a child is one of the reasons I like you and -- probably -- that you write so well.
DC looks magical and icy this morning. Downright treacherous for the pups, who greatly prefer snow to unsure footing in their own backyard.
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