Diary 262

Saturday, December 5th

Snow came this evening, wet, but plenty of it, swirling and dancing around the streetlights. This meant that I could take the granddaughters out to play – and play we did! While most of the neighborhood was inside taking shelter, we were out, throwing snow, laughing, squealing, and trying to make snow angels. I’m sure the weather gods, if there are any, were delighted by how we were using their gift.

In a few years these two girls will be teenagers. Perhaps they won’t want to skip around in a snowstorm at that stage. Perhaps they’ll sulk indoors with the electronic media.  

But for this evening, it was pure magic.