Why do I live somewhere that hurts my face for half of the year? I do not snowmobile, I do not snowshoe, I am terrified of ice fishing, I do not ski or snowboard; all these things that locals do around here I have zero (possibly even negative) interest in.
I get excited for snow when it gives me a reason to be a hermit in my house and that’s about it. I realized the other day that I may, in fact, have more of a love/hate relationship with the flakes than just flat out dislike. It’s ridiculously pretty – that I can easily acknowledge.
A few days ago we got dumped on and I took a few hours to drive around and appreciate the white blanket it left on my city.
Here is what I found…
“Snowing is an attempt of God to make the dirty world look clean.” ― Mehmet Murat ildan
“… there’s just something beautiful about walking on snow that nobody else has walked on. It makes you believe you’re special, even though you know you’re not.”
—Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home
“Snow was falling,
so much like stars
filling the dark trees
that one could easily imagine
its reason for being was nothing more
—Mary Oliver, Snowy Night
“Thank goodness for the first snow, it was a reminder — no matter how old you became and how much you’d seen, things could still be new if you were willing to believe they still mattered.” —Candace Bushnell, Lipstick Jungle
“Winter is nature’s way of saying, ‘Up yours.” – Robert Byrne
“Even in winter an isolated patch of snow has a special quality.” -Andy Goldsworthy
“Snow provokes responses that reach right back to childhood.” -Andy Goldsworthy
“No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.”-Hal Borland
“A snow day literally and figuratively falls from the sky, unbidden, and seems like a thing of wonder.” -Susan Orlean
“The snow itself is lonely or, if you prefer, self-sufficient. There is no other time when the whole world seems composed of one thing and one thing only.” -Joseph Wood Krutch
“The snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches.” ― E.E. Cummings
“Well, I know now. I know a little more how much a simple thing like a snowfall can mean to a person” ― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
“Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.” –John Ruskin