I love seeing Winter scenes on Christmas cards and in photos, but - despite having loved snow when I was younger - now, I really don't like the real thing.
My yard, at the moment, is a messy, muddy blob of melting snow and sleet, and the icy rain falling isn't helping it at all. The roads are slick, trees and power lines down, people without power, it's total chaos.
I wish I still had that childhood innocence, that ability to wrap up warm in layers of jumpers and coats, gloves or mittens, and hats pulled down over ears, with a scarf looped around my head to cover my nose and mouth, when going out in the freezing temps was FUN to do, and building a snowman or having a snowball fight were the highlight of a fresh snow day!
I remember my mum always icing our Christmas cake with a snow scene, and had chalk decorations of little kids playing with snowballs that went on it every year, and a bright red ribbon around the outside. Sometimes plastic holly leaves and berries.
How one's interpretations change as one ages and becomes more infirm. The cold reaches into bones and joints and makes them throb, painfully - better indications of rain and bad weather than any tv meteorologist. Mobility issues make the slickness that was so much fun as a a child, even if we fell on our bums, into a danger possibility, and as bones become more brittle, possible breaks become a serious worry. And for those of us with heart issues such as A-Fib or bradycardia by itself, the cold can create a serious slowing down of the heart, that can cause us unwanted stress.
My heating bill goes up in Winter (whose doesn't?) so I am much happier with Spring and Fall, with milder temps, and being able to enjoy them.
Have a wonderful day.
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