Snow

Right now that word, "snow", is a 4-letter word to me and I am sick of it and long for warm weather to return.

But today, if only for awhile, I saw a different side of that word. Most of my relatives live in the South, in Florida and Alabama. My "little cousin", Rita, filled up my inbox with picture after picture of snow in Andalusia, Alabama. Her posts on facebook the last few days were all related to "snow"! [I can call her my "little cousin" because she is much younger than me and my earliest memories of her were being a pain-in-the-butt little kid, always picking on me and I was the one that got in trouble for it. "She's just a baby, you have to understand that and overlook her antics," I was told as a child.]

Anyway, her pictures today showed BARELY two inches of snow! She sent pictures of a big snowman they built. . . hhmmm. . . I can't remember the last snowman I built. Her facebook posts were filled with childlike joy at so much snow.

I hate to admit it, but she made me see the joy in fresh fallen snow again, the beauty in a large field covered in untouched snow.

Okay, enough of that sentimental stuff. . . BRING ON SUMMER!!!!!!