A walk in the snow


Read it with a cup of hot chocolate in your hand.

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After sitting curled up in the couch, and watching ‘Arrested’ Development for hours, my husband and I decided to unprison ourselves, and take a walk in the snowstorm. By the end of our little adventure, our fingers felt like plastic, and lips cracked like the Sahara drought. BUT we now knew what it felt like to have a thousand little snowflakes land on our skin and melt with a hot flush of shyness; or to lie on a bed of snow and watch the sky shred into white pieces; or to finally answer: ‘How white is snow white?’

Of course, before we started, we did have second thoughts at first sight.

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Stopped and thought for a second, ‘Maybe this is not a good idea’.

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The wind was pretty bad.

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The plants had all turned into ice sculptures.

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And the cars had fallen asleep.

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But we resolved to dive into the mysterious sea of white.

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One step at a time.

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Left a trail of foot-sized dents all the way.

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Once in the island of snow, we made a nice little snow ball.

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Aah, the sharp finger-numbing cold.

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But watching the ball disintegrate into tiny bits, like a snow firework, was worth it.

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So, we made another ball. And did some snowball juggling.

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That’s when we stumbled upon this guy, alone in the cold.

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So we made some new friendships.

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And some memories.

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It was time to pack up. But before we left, we had to find out:

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Every time one lays down in the snow…

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Does an angel get to know?

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Dancing in the snow: sketch #2


When it snows, do a Plié.


 

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Snow. It never ceases to brighten my mood, like it brightens the surroundings. There was a major snowstorm today. And for most part of the day, I sat by the window looking at the snow pick up pace, starting with weightless flurries and quickly morphing into a blanket of white.  It’s wonderful how nature can let your mind step up and do a happy dance by dropping a few white balls of fur from the sky.

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