loving snow

The first major snowfall of the year, and we got hit hard with around a foot of white, powdery goodness. Bring it on! I love snow, as naturally I should seeing as I am a skier and snowboarder, it gives me peace. I find nothing more relaxing than to look out the window on a snowy day and watch the heavy fall of snowflakes cover everything with a pristine, pillowy blanket. I also love snow because it brings to mind memories of the holidays, which is always a good time with friends and family. This year I am especially thankful because I don't have to destroy my back while enjoying the snow - my parents gave us an excellent snowblower for our anniversary. It works wonderfully, throwing the snow off the driveway, and the only inconvenience to me is the cold blast of snow that comes when the wind decides to be at odds with where the snowblower wants to send the snow (which was frequent today). In the end, I'd rather be a bit wet-for-wear than popping ibuprofen for extreme muscle exertion. Besides, having a snowblower lets me be a friendly, caring neighbor. I enjoy helping out when others around me have a tough time, especially the end of the driveway where that one foot of snow has become 2 feet of heavy and compacted from road plowing. And after all is said and done, I would love to run out, tunnel around in the snow and perhaps build a snowman, if it weren't for a sneaking suspicion that I'd get some strange looks. ;-)

Enjoy the snow if you have it, I know I will!