Sunday, February 14, 2010

Weather Woes

I don't know the science of it, but I do know that at a certain temperature, the snow makes a squeaky, crunchy sort of sound when you tromp through it. Each step sounds like wet skin on an inflatable pool chair. Nostril hairs freeze into tiny icicles, and even short periods of time outside color exposed patches skin bright pink. With bright sun shining, the sky is a primitive, clear blue, and the snow reflects a brighter white than can be recreated under any other circumstance. This is the winter I knew for 18 years of my life.

While the southern half of North America has other redeeming qualities, winter here is NOT one of them. Where oh where has the sunshine gone and when will she return?


Angela said...

I saw her peek at us on Friday at around 11am. It was the highlight of my week and last about one hour.

I'm with you - winter here can be torturous! I didn't even know there were places that had snow and sunshine. :)

Jess said...

Sorry the weather's got you down. Keep your head up - the sun will shine soon.

Anna said...

Erin, first of all, per Angela's blog: I also sing that song "God loves you and I love you, etc..." Frankly, I thought I was the only one! Ha!
Beautiful pic of the snow!

Simile Metaphor Collection

Elijah after running: My heart is beating like a coconut rolling down a hill.
Elijah on urination: Pee is like horses galloping out of the gate. Once they get started you just can't stop them.
Elijah: If school were a human I'd give it a wedgie.
Elijah: I am like a hot rod and I just want to be a plain old Ford
Elijah on the fruits of the spirit: I've got them all covered except self-control. Its like a tiny green tomato and the rest are all big ripe ones. Especially love. Its like the biggest tomato we saw in the garden tonight.