
It's been a weird winter as far as the weather goes. Snow where it doesn't usually snow and little or none where we'd expect it here in northwest Indiana. I'm ready for a warm-up from the below-zero and single-digit temps. We're expecting above freezing temperatures this coming week and I'm really looking forward to it!
Growing up it was different. I remember big white snowflakes falling in late November into December and January. I remember building snowmen and snow forts, making snow angels, and snowball fights with friends. I remember hoping that the temperature would stay below freezing for three days in a row so the ice would be hard enough to skate on. By mid-January it was a different story as the snow piled up and froze on the side of the street, gray-looking from the splash of cars and trucks driving past.
Here's a Winter Poem written from my childhood memories. I hope you enjoy it.
The snow fell in December,
big and fluffy white.
So clean and wet upon my tongue,
a wintertime delight!
Snowmen lined the front yards.
Sleds flew down the hill.
Snowballs whizzed from inside forts
while snow plows took their fill.
December's now behind us.
The snow is old and gray,
And piled as high as January,
just won't go away.
c Peggy Archer
Stay warm! And try to enjoy the snow while it's here!