Years ago, this amount of snow, eight inches or so, would not raise an eyebrow or concern. Life would continue on. The school buses might run a little behind schedule but otherwise it would just be a regular day with snow added to the mix. When I looked out the front door I was greeted by this scene.
Between the weather media and the government the fragrance of disaster and emergency fill the minds of anyone who listens. The schools were closed. Activities at Penn State were cancelled. The coffee shop down the street was closed. But the roads were mostly clear. I could have taken the Vespa out for a ride by noon.
But this was the worst snow storm of the season. We had a snow day.
I did not make snow angels. I’m not sure why. Or why it’s been so long since I’ve laid in the snow. Strange how such a simple act can vanish from the adult repertoire of fun. Our little snow angel in the garden seemed unperturbed by the snow.
Walking laps through the garden with the dogs was a quiet event. The snow softens all sounds leaving a sense of silence generally uncommon in any other situation. Lily sat waiting for me to catch up in hopes I would heave a tennis ball which would promptly be lost in the snow.
Junior, our Belgian Sheepdog, loves the snow. It re-energizes his youthful spirit while still maintaining a sense of mature dog dignity. Similar to what I project when dismounting the Vespa. It’s a joy to have dogs in your life.
Even better than riding.
When you ride a lot in the winter, especially in snow, it’s easy to fall into a sense of denial about what you can and can’t do. For a few moments I considered venturing out while the news was announcing a weather emergency. The sad fact that I had not mounted the Heidenau snow tires this season made even the lightest sheen of snow a challenge. And I was imagining being stopped by the police because no one in there right mind would ride a scooter during a snow emergency.
So the scooter stayed in the garage.
Saint’s Cafe was packed. With no place to sit and relax I walked down the street to a new Starbucks Cafe inside a new downtown Target Store. Had the place to myself for a short time allowing for the sipping of tea while reading a book. Fine tasks for a snow day.
Snow fell on and off through the afternoon though the accumulation was minimal. Any fears of a blizzard or snow emergency seemed more imagined than real to me. Still, it’s nice to have the world slow down once in a while.
Perhaps that’s the real reason for a snow day…