Sudden Snow
Gnome Hiding from the Snow
Matthias left early this morning. It was still dark outside and I was too exhausted to get out of our feather mattress bed. Without the energy to move the muscles in my mouth, I said to him telephatically, “You look so handsome when you wear your black suit.” I fell back to sleep instantly.
A few hours later I awoke to the sound of something tapping, gently rapping at my chamber window. I pulled the covers over my head to block out the light, but the sound was consistent, insistent, persistent. Finally I threw off the duvet to see what it was. A piece of velcro tape holding down the mosquito net had come loose and was flapping in the wind. Satisfied in having solved my mystery, my eyes focused past the window sill into the garden. My frustration melted into surprise and joy. It was snowing! Big, HUGE, fluffy flakes of snow!
Without brushing my hair or making myself a cup of coffee, I pulled on my snow boots and went for a short walk down my street.
The last time I saw snow was around this time last year while driving the Mustang cross-country. I had stayed the night at Bishop’s Inn in Santa Fe, New Mexico and woke up to snow. Steve McDonald had found my blog, so I detoured to visit him in Albuquerque. He never did send me those photos he took of us there.
One of my neighbors accidently left their clothes hanging on the line…
December 3rd, 2008 at 3:38 pm
very nice, and I reminded Steve to send the photos