But it snowed here today. It snowed for an hour and a half where we were. Big, wet flakes that vanished when they hit the ground, but that calmed and silenced the air in that way only falling snow can.

After school, Maria decided to catch some snowflakes on her tounge, and I was quick enough to remember the camera on my new Treo 700p:


Not only did I get these nice pictures, but I got this video too.

I got such joy from Maria’s enjoyment of the snow, that for a moment I was taken back to how fun the dream of snow was when I was a kid. Snow is mostly a dream around here. We get lots of ice, and a few bursts of actual cold. And then we get lots of mild days in between. But snow?
Very rare in these here parts.

So, when it comes, it’s really important to pause to take the time to enjoy it.

Kind of a metaphor for life, if you think about it. We get so rushed with all the really “important” and “adult” things we’re doing. And, to a certain extent, they are important things. But yesterday, I was so wrapped up in my own thoughts, feelings, and fears, that I almost missed the snow.

I mean, I saw it. I saw it falling. I looked out the car window and thought, “Oh yeah…it’s snowing…”

Not, “HEY! It’s SNOWING!!!”

So, how blessed I am to remember to pull out the camera phone. How blessed I am to have a daughter reminds me of the appropriate response to snow. This:

And if fell where you were, I hope you took a break to enjoy it too, and did not simply glance at it sideways out the office window.

Because, like most joys of life, snow is a blessing you shouldn’t just pass up. Like life itself, the weather on some days is cold and rainy, and on many others just mild and boring.

So when snow comes, celebrate it. No matter how much or how little you get.