If you know me personally or have read Snow Day in Some Shorter than Others chances are you will know how much I LOVE SNOW!!!
I’m actually working on a picture book about a kid that loves snow (fiction of course) but that’s another story for another day.
Sunday I woke way too early and laid in bed trying to stay warm and rest a little while longer. Eventually the water I’d drunk the night before got me out from under the blankets. As I opened the curtains I was like IT SNOWED. I raced to the outside door and yes there was snow everywhere.
So many of my friends that live in snow all winter have seen my photos and been like where’s the snow? Oh that light dusting, Yes compared to anywhere that is high enough and cold enough to regularly get snow what I saw on the weekend isn’t even worth mentioning. But as you can see from these two photos taken 3 years apart any dusting is an exciting event in Ballarat.
Two hours later and I was heading home for dry socks and shoes. My smile continued all day long. I’m still smiling remembering being able to walk in the snow without having to drive for hours. It disappeared quickly as the day wore on but anyone who got out of bed early got to enjoy a very different landscape. Here’s just a couple of photos I’ll be sharing via social media this week.
I returned after lunch and so much of what was white only hours before was green once again but there was still enough left to shoot a few more shots. Standing in the Australian bush listening to a kookaburra while in the snow is something I won’t forget any time soon.
I’ve never been able to explain where my love of snow comes from. I long ago decided it doesn’t matter I don’t need to know. If you want to share your favourite snow memories with me in the comments below I’d love to read them.