Favorite Things

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I love to watch falling snow come down and transform the outside into fairyland. As a child in Illinois planting popcorn with our dad, we would even imagine the days we would be eating it – “This plant is for a rainy day, this one for a Sunday afternoon, this for July 4th, this for Christmas time, this for a snowy day.”

We would usually go out in the snow first and ride our sleds down the long hill, or make snowmen, or play duck-duck-goose, or make snow angels. Sometimes we’d make snow forts with the neighbors. When we came in, it was always a time of sitting around the fire and feeling cozy and warm.

When I grew up and had a family of my own, my dad would always call me from Danville, Illinois just to say hello and to tell me it was snowing. There were many more snowfalls in Illinois than in the Washington, D.C. area. We especially liked the snow that stayed clinging to the trees and all of the landscape.

While growing up, our children enjoyed all the outdoor snow activities also. Our daughter is a forester in Oregon near Mt. Hood and Hood River, so she both works and skis a lot in the winter snow. She will often call and say: “Hi Mom, I just wanted to call and let you know it’s snowing here!”

The snow, three days ago, was beautiful to watch. I was glad that the spring ornamental white blossoms were not ruined and the Colorado spring snows were as true to form as ever.

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