That’s what they’re calling it here on PEI – an old-fashioned winter – which means snow, snow and more snow.
I like it – snow means sledding, snowmen, snowforts, snowball fights, endless stretches of sparkling, pristine white, rosy cheeks, and oh, the moon on the snow – have you ever seen the moon cast shadows on the snow? That’s the time to go cross-country skiing.
I remember the snow reaching to the telephone wires in places.
I also remember sticking my tongue on the screendoor handle – ouch!
I don’t know why I did that.
Did you ever?
Our New Year’s get together (or “doo” as my Mom used to call it) is at our next-door neighbours. It’s a good thing! We may have to dig out the snowshoes to get there!!
Wishing you New Year blessings!