It’s the middle of January, and winter finally came to Denver. I think back now to December, the month you typically wish for snow—especially that magical Christmas snow—and it was dry, dry dry, leaving me in a slightly salty mood throughout the month.(Don’t get me wrong. Christmas is without question my favorite time of the year. So when I say the lack of snow altered my mood, it means my Christmas spirit was diminished from say, an 11 down to a 10).
But diminished it was, and the reason was this: my Christmas nostalgia heavily associates the holidays with falling snow. I grew up in Wyoming, and although the constant wind blew a lot of the white stuff to Nebraska, my visions of Christmases past have snow blanketing the landscape. I recall fluffy flakes dancing from the sky and loading up the record player with Christmas albums, listening to the likes of Bing Crosby and Dean Martin and the Carpenters sing “White Christmas” and “Let it Snow! Let it Snow! Let it Snow!” and “Sleigh Ride.” My memories are filled with the glow of Christmas lights on frosted bushes and trees. To me, snow = Christmas. That’s what I hope for every year. Continue reading “Throwback Thursday | Nostalgic Childhood Books to Warm Your Winter”
“O the snow, the beautiful snow
Filling the sky and the earth below!”
So starts the old nostalgic winter poem by John Whitaker Watson, and so too—hopefully—will be the start to the second day of December here in Colorado. As I write this, the weather folks are calling for a little bit of snow. A very little bit, but around here, you never really know. Could be a blizzard.
Or it could be just a couple of flakes.
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What is it about December snow? There is something magical about big white fluffy flakes, dancing in the air, ushering in winter. Of course, most years it snows here much earlier than December. Sometimes in September. Usually in October. Definitely in November.
But December snow, especially that first December snow, is real snow. It’s an honest snow. A nostalgic snow. It’s the snow that you could watch for hours, dusting the ground, then accumulating into inches and then feet. It’s the snow that will lay the foundation for snowmen and snowballs and snow angels and snow forts. It’s the snow that will cover rooftops and hang heavy from evergreen trees. It’s the snow that will blanket the ground, insulating the world and creating a quiet like no other.
Ah, yes. There is no quiet like snow quiet. Continue reading “#tbt: Looking Forward to the First December Snow”