It's supposed to snow tonight, and stay cold and snowy all week long. The kids are excited, but I'm scared. So many questions. Do i really need to pull in the RV slideouts? (Yes.) Am i going to be able to even access the back room once i do? (Also yes, but it's going to be a pain in the rear.) But then there are the real questions... how is the dog going to handle this? Just how difficult is it to shovel snow off the roof? Will i be able to get my act together enough to take the kids for lots of fun snow play, or will we spend the winter huddled inside the cabin?
I was in second grade when my family moved down into the valley, where it doesn't snow except for a dusting every few years. I was so sad--i loved the enchantment of snowy woods, snowmen and snow forts and snow angels, sledding and snowball fights. I loved the snow melts too-- beautiful mud everywhere, as trickles gathered together into streams, and we played with the rivers at their birth.
I couldn't understand why Dad was so eager to leave. Now i do. Behind all the magic, there is so much cold and grueling work. Given the choice, grownup me would sit with my dad someplace warm and admire postcards of snowscapes.
But grownup Elena doesn't get her wish this year. I'd be content with pictures, but I'm about to get plunged into the real and bracing glory of it. And half of me is half giddy with excitement.
Time to pull on my big girl snow pants and embrace the magic. - 10 days ago