It started falling about 5:30 Wednesday evening. The weather forecasters had been calling for it for days, but I never believe it until it actually happens...I have been bitterly disappointed too many times.
I was making supper, and looked out at the deck, and there it was.....Snow:) Beautiful, tiny, snowflakes drifting down to earth from heaven above. I called to my son to come quickly~he was delighted! Out we went to try and catch the flakes on our tongues. We laughed as we managed to get more in our eyes than in our mouths.
Miraculously, the snow had not vanished during the night as is the norm in these parts, but was still there this morning so we decided to make the most of this rare event.....it was time for a snow day.
We packed up our snow playing gear and headed about 5o miles further north to my parents house where we met my sister and her two boys.
We rode sleds down slushy slopes and made a Farmgirl snowman....uhmm, I mean snow-woman;)
Of course, what is a snow day without a snowball fight......
Uh-oh! Looks like this one has got my name on it.....YIKES:)
We finally went in when we were all soaked to the skin and shivering.I know that for my friends up north it may seem a bit silly to take a day and celebrate frozen water. But here, snow falls so seldom, that when it does, it feels like a gift and is greeted with pure bliss.
I'll leave you with a photo I took today of a windmill in a valley pasture. It is located on the backroads that lead to my Mom's. Any other day it would probably not rate a second glance, but today.....well, just see for yourself......