This morning my husband quietly crept back into our
bedroom. “Get up, we have snow” he
whispered.
It was early, school holidays and both kids were still
asleep, and I could tell he thought he might get in trouble for waking me. But he didn’t.
I love snow. We live
in a city that gets cold in winter, but it doesn’t often snow here. The closest
snowfields are about a two hour drive from home. So it was quite a treat to get up and see our
yard with a light dusting of snow that had settled overnight. I love the crisp freshness that snow brings. And somehow (in my mind at least), if it
snows, it makes the bitter cold worthwhile.
While I stood in the backyard taking in the beautiful view,
I was reminded of how much I love it to be outside in a snowstorm. My husband is a good skier, (and I am not!)
so when we go skiing, he will ski with me in the morning, and then after lunch
he goes off to the black runs while I stumble down the beginner slopes or head
inside for a hot cuppa by the fire. I
have beautiful memories of one such day, my legs aching from trying my best to
stay upright all day. I had decided to
head inside and warm up by the fire.
On my way back, it started to snow. Not a crazy white out blizzard, but a
beautiful, gentle snowstorm. It was one
of the most peaceful moments of my life.
I stopped and watched the snowflakes on their gentle journey to the
ground, and was mesmerised by the soft quiet that had suddenly fallen around
me. I stood there, still, quietly taking
in the beauty of a snowstorm while others rushed by eager to reach the warm
comfort of the chalet. There was an
overwhelming sense of peace for me in that snowstorm that day, and I don’t quite
understand why.
I headed back into the warm building and cozied up by the
windows watching the snow continue to fall.
It was really one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.
So no, my husband didn’t get into trouble for waking me
today. I thanked him. I had the opportunity to experience a little
moment of calm with the snow before we woke our son and ran around the backyard
all excited, taking photos and throwing snowballs. What a beautiful way to start the day.
Labels: Calm, Snow
