bone-chilling
cold that cuts right through clothes, making joints ache
ugly
piles of snow filled with debris dug up by the plowsclearing the driveway only to have the aforementioned snowplow bury the end
white-knuckle driving in a blizzard where you follow the taillights of a truck and hope it doesn't go into a ditch because you will, too
walking through slush that seeps into boots, leaving frozen toes
gloomy, gray Michigan skies filled with thick, dark clouds
dreaded utility bills that skyrocket in January and February
So, why do I love winter? I must
be crazy. Winter is:
waking
up the day after a blizzard to a pristine landscape when the sun affirms all is
well again
the
beauty of snow covering all the ugly brown, dead grassthe sun glistening off ice-covered branches
Mom attaching a garden hose to flood a low area in our backyard so my sister and I could ice skate; doing pirouettes and pretending to be Sonja Henie or Carol Heiss
cross-country skiing with my husband and kids, striding through freshly-fallen snow where the only sound is the swish of the skies followed by "Mo-om, I'm cold. Can we go in yet?"
seeing my husband and friend ice fishing in a tent where if you open the side flap it looks like a two-seater outhouse
the power and majesty of Lake Michigan waves churning and dashing against the beach
enjoying the warmth of Florida, at least for a week
Winters are different now from when
I was younger. I gave my skates to my daughter years ago and sold the unused
cross-country skies at a garage sale. Being retired, I don't have to drive in
blizzards. Now, my favorite winter activity is hunkering down like my pioneer
ancestors. Of course, they didn't have the conveniences of central heating and
electricity. We have six more weeks of winter, more or less, depending on
whether you pay attention to Punxsutawney Phil, Staten Island Chuck, or Howell
Woody. It's been a very mild winter here in mid-Michigan. Will it continue? Or
are we in for blizzards in April?
Wrapped up in soft fleece with a
good book and a cup of chai latte is my idea of a fun way to wait out a
blizzard. Or, better yet, writing. An afghan around my legs, the computer on my
lap, my feet up in the recliner, and my head on a starship or a planet
far-far-away. That's how I enjoy winter.
What do you love or hate about
winter?
Diane,
ReplyDeleteWe really are twins separated at birth. I have nothing to add, except my skating took place at a local outdoor rink.
I actually like winter more than summer. I don't do heat well so winters—especially this one in Michigan—has been nice.
ReplyDeleteGreat post, Diane!
I hate the gray skies day after day after day. Having to bundle up in layers of clothes to take the dog out for a walk. I used to love crosscountry skiing, but for years now there hasn't been enough snow to do that, or if there's enough snow, it's too cold to go out. So my solution? Hi to all of you up north. Today's high will be 80 degrees, mixed sun and clouds. Tomorrow 81, mostly sun. Next day 79, mostly sun. Just came back from walking the dog...in shorts and a T-shirt.
ReplyDeleteYou've made some good points, Diane. The winter driving is my most significant winter annoyance.
ReplyDeleteBut I love Winter. The hope of sparkling snow, the time-outs by the fire with tea and manuscripts, the change of it all.
Thanks for bringing up thoughts of my favorite season. All the best, Annette
I'm always amazed when I hit upon a topic that generates such great comments. Thanks, guys!
ReplyDeleteThe thing I hate most about winter is cleaning snow off the van before heading out anywhere. Of course this year have only done that a few times. And if I would get busy and clean out my garage I could park in it and avoid the snowbrush routine. My favorite thing about winter? Hot chocolate and marshmallows! And also, like you, sitting in my recliner with a book or laptop. Oh wait, that's anytime of year. :)
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