But, there is definitely something magical about snow, when you don't have to see feet and feet of it piled up above your rooftops creating even colder temperatures. I remember those days from Kentucky and I don't miss them. I don't miss slipping on the sidewalks and having to scrape ice off of my car everytime I wanted to drive somewhere. I don't miss having to use antifreeze on my door lock to get it to open.
But after living in Mississippi for 13 years I can still feel the magic of the white stuff. It's so pristine and pretty.
The mountains look SO much bigger and closer and are defined totally differently.
The world changes a bit, and it's fascinating all over again.
Today we're IN the snow clouds. (Reno is at an altitude of 4500 feet, so it's possible from time to time to be in the clouds...that is if those great big mountains don't tear them up first).
To prove it:
I was happy my travel plans for Saturday were fine because the snow never really materialized for us. Im welcoming March and hoping for spring somehow
ReplyDeleteYour picture looks inviting. I have missed the gray and the rain here. So dry, too dry.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! I'm glad you recognize the fact that those of us who get feet and feet of snow start to dislike it :o) But it is sometimes magical, I love when the sun hits it just right and it sparkles, its dazzling.
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