Tuesday, January 17, 2012


So, last night, my school called to say it would be a two hour late start.  Okay, I'm cool with that.  That's always fun.  So, we get to school.  We go through three classes.

And then...

We find out that we're going home.  At 12:20, as soon as lunch is over.


It's barely even snowing-- there's a half-inch of slush on the ground.

But really, I'm not complaining.  It's exciting, interesting, fun that we're not in school.  But we're supposed to have the biggest snowstorm in four decades, starting tomorrow.  The thing about where I live, is that we don't get snow here.  We get dustings.  Just an inch or so, for one or two days.  Snow days can be because of one or two inches, or just ice.  The only time I remember there being a substantial amount of snow for a substantial amount of time was three years ago, over winter break in fifth grade.  And now, we're supposed to have lots of snow.  It should be interesting.  And fun, of course.  Except for the making-school-up-at-the-end-of-the-year bit.  That shouldn't be so fun.


The winter hush that usually comes with snow certainly hasn't come today.  At the moment I can hear a truck outside my house, the whissshhhh of slush being thrown up by car tires.  At school the air was filled with excited voices.  At home, the whispering roar of the fire next to me, the occasional car driving past.  More whissshhhhing sounds, an airplane overhead, wind in the fireplace.

How much longer until the city is blanketed in a soft, white blanket, muffling the sounds, dimming the senses?  I don't know.  Nobody can guess when this miraculous phenomenon that comes only with snow will occur.

The city is always busy, busy, busy.  In the rain, everyone bustles to and fro, their only goal to avoid the rain.  In the sun, everyone hides beneath hats, and sunglasses, and bustles back and forth, getting this or that done.  But in the snow?  Everyone is forced to slow down.  Listen a little.  Notice those little details in life they normally miss.  To sit by the fire with a cup of hot chocolate, and just look outside.  Little flakes drifting past, trees already laden with snow.  It's impressive, it's beautiful.  And it forces everyone to slow down just a little bit.


The Dandy Lioness


  1. Yay for snow! Yay for hot chocolate! Yay!

  2. I hope the snowstorm doesn't cause a lot of problems! Sounds like it's going to be pretty severe . . .

    I love the quiet snow creates. :)