We had our first measurable snowfall of the season yesterday. I must confess, I’m not a big fan of our Wisconsin winters, but I do enjoy the beauty of fresh snowfall. Waking up this morning to the sight of snow turning the dull brown landscape into a sea of white made me smile full of gratitude at how lucky we are to experience all four seasons here.
I was scheduled to go into work at 10 am for package delivery so I had some time to take a walk down the road to savior the beauty of the fresh fallen snow. The road was a bit slippery, so with careful footing, Zoe and I managed to get a short walk in. The fresh crisp smell in the air and the sun peaking through the clouds made for a great start to the day.
That first snow is a little bittersweet. To me it means the start of a long cold winter. Short dark days, the wind furiously blowing outside, trying to get warm but never quite managing to keep the chill out. It’s not all bad though. Hot chocolate, snowshoeing, and the joy of the holidays give me things to look forward to. The snow I can deal with. The bitter cold, not so much. I try every year to put a positive spin on this longest of Wisconsin seasons. Days like today it’s pretty easy.
Yes, the first snowfall means the start of a cold dark winter, but in 12 short weeks we will have turned the corner and the promise of spring will be in the air and the seasons will change once again. Spring has to be my favorite season of the year. It signals rebirth and a fresh start.
For now though, I will take the sheer beauty of the first snowfall. It is much prettier to look at than the dull brown landscape it covered!