It snowed for one day this month but didn't stay on the ground. So we haven't really had snow this year yet. I like that but sometimes, I have to admit, I actually do like snow.
I know that as an adult, I'm supposed to hate snow but I don't drive so I'm not privy to all the trouble it causes on the road. I still like to watch it come down and I like the quiet it brings.
It's always described as a blanket and I think that's a great way to put it. As long as you have a good pair of boots, snow shouldn't affect you that much.
But ice is a different thing altogether. As I'm getting older, I find I've become afraid of ice. I once fractured my thigh bone by falling on ice, that was ten years ago. I'm even older now and getting to the point where I stay in on real icy days because of the danger.
But for the most part, this season is okay with me. It's Christmas and New Years and my birthday so I get a lot of holidays at this time. Okay, technically, my birthday is not a holiday, but it feels like one to me.
Anyway, except for the falling down bit, this season is good. For a while a few years back, I began to dislike this season but I've changed again and don't mind it now. I can hardly wait to be out in falling snow.
Maybe it's a second childhood.