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As I write this early Saturday morning, I’m looking out the window. The sun is not yet up. The street lights are reflecting off fog.
FOG?
I’m a prairie boy. For the last few years I’ve had to revisit my understanding of winter. As a child fog was unheard of in February. For the last two years I’ve seen fog in what should have been the coldest months of the year.
Brittle, harsh and uninvited cold I understand. Piles of snow I expect. But fog?
Which brings me to my craziness. I love blizzards! No visibility, swirling snow and chaos.
These last two days we were promised a blizzard. OK, the weather forecasters were predicting snow and blizzard conditions — which in their case is probably 80% of a promise. Thursday night came with howling winds but no snow. Friday came with snow but no gust of wind. And this morning there is fog.
I’m ready! Bring on the blizzard. Make my day!
I too love a good prairie snow storm — lights dancing on snowflakes; swirling blowing snow producing interesting banks of snow; the child in me simply must watch with eager anticipation of what the canvas will show.
To make a perfect picture – a hot cappachino warming both the hands and the insides after a romp through the storm – even if that romp only gets me to the edge of the sidewalk with the help of a wonderful invention – the snow shovel.
We do not get them like we used to.
MaryAnne
As I look outside my window today,the scenery is beautiful in a cold stark way, Minute little snowflakes find their way to the ground, They fall ever so softly,they don’t make a sound. Look upto the sky,it looks the same way too,It’s ever so grey, not sunshiny blue, But tomorrow will come and the sun will too, We’ll see and we’ll hear the birds that sing true. So, cheer up, my friends,enjoy while you may, The winter is coldbut you know it won’t stay. Written on January 21/07