This is the real thing. That cold, wintry blanket that falls from the sky in delicate crystal form making everything look calm, clean and ready for the new season. Unless of course you have to drive somewhere, in which case it's a slippery, white-knuckle-inducing mess.
Yesterday, I did have some errands to run, namely groceries for retreat tomorrow, but before that I enjoyed a lovely, quiet walk to school with D and the dog (in his little jacket, of course), collecting snowflakes on our woolly hats and kicking a path down the sidewalk with our boots. Flynn sniffed the entire way, accumulating hilarious piles of snow on top of his little nose.
I love our yard in winter. I could take photos of stuff piled with snow all day.
It wasn't a huge dump, but enough to get everyone in the spirit of winter. And for me to get the shovel out. I'm fairly hopeless in the garden, but I do have a favourite summer and winter job. Both are very satisfying, finite and do-able in about 1/2 hour. In summer, I mow the lawn with our push mower and in winter I shovel. Anything that can be shoveled. I love clearing snow. Which, I'm pretty sure, is why T was born 3 weeks early almost 14 years ago. I couldn't resist a rare Christmas snowfall in Vancouver and got out there at 36 weeks to shovel the steps, the walk, the sidewalk, the street. I was very happy. And then I had a baby.
Of course all this snow brings me to favourite winter activity #2, which is skiing. The local mountains are open and Whistler/Blackcomb is reporting amazing conditions. I likely won't get onto the slopes for a couple of weeks yet, but it's fun to see the kids waiting at the bus stop after school, snowboards in hand, goggles on head, en route to epic carving.
What is your favourite thing to do in winter?