In case you missed this (like I did) the very talented Christine des Garennes posted a series of things she loves about snowstorms on Twitter the other day, under the hashtag #lovemeagoodsnowstorm.
As a whole they’re downright poetic, and paint a lovely picture of a winter snow day with the kids. So I thought I’d share them, add a few, and invite readers to share their own.
I know by now many of you are back at school/work (and you may be sick of the snow) but it’s worth sharing — and some of you are still at home with the kids!
Here are Christine’s tweets:
Despite #snOwMG and #snowtoriousBIG I still love winter. Warning: I will now proceed to list everything I dig about snowstorms.
Tracing letters and hearts on the frosty glass of the storm door with my toddler.
Watching child tumble backward into the snow and peer up at the sky and at the snowflakes coming down all around...
... and he lies there for so long I have to shout his name to make sure everything’s all right.
Snow ice cream! (sweetened condensed milk, vanilla, snow).
That white-blue glow of the interior of a snow fort.
The sound of a perfectly-formed snowball landing with a soft little thud on the intended target’s rearend.
Snow in the face while sledding. Is there anything more invigorating? (besides sleet hitting your face?)
Total quiet except for the sound of two cross-country skis swishing back and forth on newly-fallen snow.
Those little puffballs of snow on pine branches that then fall onto ground without a sound.
The sound of an ice scraper on a car’s windshield. Ok, maybe not that one.
Round, red cheeks on children when they step inside after playing in the snow.
Pouring warm milk into a mug filled with pieces of dark chocolate. Mmm.
Monopoloy, Yahtzee (sp?), Candyland, a 1,000-piece puzzle of a Czech landmark that I need to finish.
What else to love about winter? That crazy white and crystal-like hoar frost.
Last one: Fantasizing about lounging by fireplace and reading great lit. Reality: wearing sweats, watching bad TV.
To her list I’d add:
Curling up with my 7-year-old, reading books under an afghan, while the wind whistles outside.
Doing the same thing in a sunny spot on the couch on a bright but cold winter day.
The way voices seem to carry outside when everything is covered with snow, and cars are few and far between.
The feeling of accomplishment (yeah!) after you’ve shoveled a path through the snow.
Standing on a heat register to warm up frozen toes.
Snow building up in the corner of our divided-light windows, like a Christmas-card painting.
The mesmerizing effect of the fireplace, which always make me sleepy.
What would you add?
Christine's tweets can be found at http://twitter.com/ChrisDGS
Photo: Stephanie Adams checks out the sledding speed on the Orchard Downs hill in Urbana on Tuesday as (left to right) Noah Barkley, 7, Celia Barkley, 4, and Oscar Dill, 6, watch. Vanda Bidwell/The News-Gazette