Snow in the Houston area! Who would have thunk it?
I miss seasons. I am a native Texan, but I am a West Texan...where we have all four seasons. In the Houston area, we have Summer...all year long. I was so excited last night as the snow flakes began to fall! Big, fluffy white flakes danced to the ground. It has been twelve years since I last saw real snow. A couple of years ago, we came out of midnight Christmas Eve services and we saw a few snow flakes...we were frantically looking for the fake snow machine that we were convinced the church must have rented. But it was real! It seemed a miracle on that Christmas Eve...to have the luxury of witnessing a couple of flakes of snow. Those few flakes put the entire family in a festive mood hoping for a white Christmas. A few magical flakes...and then it was over.
But last night the snow began in a sprinkling of tiny balls of ice which developed into beautiful lacey flakes. It didn't sputter and stop. The snowfall continued for hour upon wonderful hour. I couldn't make myself stay in the house. I attached the leash to Sweetie's pink collar... a 125 pound pure white Great Pyrenese...and we disappeared into the white landscape. I had forgotten how quiet the surroundings become when it snows. There were no barkings from other dogs. There were no cars moving. I couldn't even hear the sound of the lake washing against the shore. All I could hear was the silence of the snow interrupted only the the sound of Sweetie's paws crunching on the powdered snow. We could have walked like that forever.