Well, we had our first snowfall late in November and I was feeling optimistic that we might have a deliciously snowy Christmas, like last year.
The snow is all gone now, but I haven't yet given up hope that it will be back with a vengeance before long!
The boys put some lights on the tree at the end of the driveway and it looked so pretty after that first snowfall that I had to sneak a few pictures.
The first snowfall. It has been the topic of lots of poems and songs over the years. I have this 'thing', some kind of neuronal tick, that connects my sentiments to song lyrics so that when I am feeling a particular sentiment a line from a song will pop into my head that somehow addresses the sentiment. Well, each year during the first snowfall I find myself singing ''...there's a kind of hush..." a lot. That is one of the defining features of the first snowfall. A muffling of sound and smells; a hush.
The first snowfall of the season as a kid in Labrador saw me doing one of the best things you can do in fresh snow.
Apple dipping. I suspect you may not have been expecting that!
Bite your apple, dip the bitten area in the snow, bite around the snowy part, repeat until gone.
The snow added a delicious crunch to those poor ol' Macintosh apples that found themselves a long way from home, on a grocery shelf in Labrador, costing an arm and leg, and lacking any joie de vivre by February.
As a matter of fact, apple dipping is a great thing to do for the entire snow season, anytime there is fresh snow.
Theoretically, you can apple dip with older snow too (and I am sure I did as a kid). But the likelihood that you might add a few unwanted 'flavours' increases proportionally with the age of the snow. Some of those 'flavours' may be airborne, some not so much. Either way, they are best avoided in my adult estimation!
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