Friday, November 25, 2005


I'm a good New England girl in the sense that I associate holidays with snow, snow with holidays. And I am a good New England girl because I remember there being more snow when I was a little girl than there is now. I happen to think it is true that winters have gotten less snowier, that a White Christmas is a rare event, but regardless of the reality of my perception, to gripe about this is quintessentially New England. In high school, I was a cross-country skier, and we never had enough snow. Race after race was postponed due to bare ground (except for the races that were postponed because it snowed 11 inches the night before the race and they couldn't get the course groomed in time...).

When I was packing to come home this weekend, I looked at my winter boots and thought about bringing them. They're Timberlands lined with fluffy wool - soft and warm, sensible and rugged, and my kids are so impressed the first time they see them - and I don't get to wear them enough in NYC, but they're also really heavy to carry around if I'm not sure I'll need them. So I paused and decided that I didn't need them - there's never snow on the ground in November nowadays - and I left them behind in my closet.

My dad neglected to mention that it had snowed a little bit this past week. And what none of us anticipated was waking up Thursday to find thick flakes falling all morning and into the afternoon. The neighbor's grandkids were sledding down the little hill behind their house on plastic sleds. It felt like a real holiday! But I wished I'd brought my boots.


Blogger posthipchick said...

that looks so cozy.

12:16 AM  
Blogger NYC Educator said...

Very nice photos. I can already feel myself slogging through the snow.

12:13 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...


We like snow. :)

My girlfriend's youngest saw snow for the first time last year. He had hysterics, bless him. He thought it was the end of the world, and that it would get colder and colder until the sun went out altogether!

Bless 'im.

He was a lot calmer when we told him it happened every year. :)


6:24 PM  
Blogger Anonymouph said...

Oh I am so jealous! No snow yet here in NC, though I got to see a *little* when I was at my mom's in MD.

What I'd give to go sledding (or tubing) like we used to when I was little! Every year, a nice hilly golf course would open up for sledding whenever it snowed. There's nothing like the frozen toes, watery eyes, and weak hot chocolate served in a giant styrofoam cup...ah, the memories.

Sorry you forgot your boots. If you had brought them along, it surely wouldn 't have snowed.

10:07 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i remember the first time i saw snow in 1995, in Virginia.. was the most awesome sight i had seen... but one of the worst feelings of cold :)

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8:25 PM  

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