Deep In The Forrest

Upon waking this morning, and now, listening to the wind blow outside as I wait for this first and most likely last snowfall of the season, I feel about 5 years old again. I remember lying in bed, way before daylight, and hoping like crazy that I wouldn’t have to move and that the schools would be closed that day. Back then, we got more snow than we seem to get nowadays but still, it was a rare jewel that we treasured. So impatiently, I waited beneath those warm covers made of wool blankets and comforters (Mom always put so many covers on the bed, afraid someone would ‘catch a chill’ because it was way colder for them growing up, and she meant to make sure her children never had to be cold, or do without.) Laying there, so impatiently, I was glued to a small radio with crossed fingers, hoping to hear my school announced in the listing of School closures. I could hear the winds outside, and there was already snow on the ground. When they finally announced my school, I was too overjoyed ...

This isn't my pic, but it was nearly the only one I could find of anything related to Memphis and snow today. You see, we were sort of "promised" some severe weather and I half-expected I might be lucky enough to see snow today, but no such luck (let's not talk about luck again). The picture that you see above is a shot of Court Square in a bit of snow. It was cold enough this morning, but no precipitation fell, so here I am with a dissappointed tear in my eye. :) Oh don't weep for me, i've had alot of fun in my life so far, and hope to have much more. Although, we sure seemed to get alot more snow around the area before I was born up through childhood, even in high school I remember some fond 'snow days'. Once I remember my Dad rigging up a 'system' to the back of his tractor, where he hooked my sled to it, and he drove us all around the snow. Then, with frozen faces we went back into the house where my Mother made some of her REAL hot cocoa w...