bring on the snow day
bring on the snow day

bring on the snow day

One of my favorite films is Under the Tuscan Sun.  There are so many sentimental reasons why this movie touched my life when it did, and it’s not let go since.  Normally, I’m not a “chick flick” kind of girl, but this one took hold of me at a transitional period in my life, and when I find it on cable tv late on a Saturday night, I can’t  help but watch it with a smile.

winter friend

I especially love the scene from the film when Frances, played by Diane Lane, has reached her limit with all of the renovations at her Tuscan villa.   She looks around at all the mess and proclaims something to the effect of, “Some days, you must simply get out.”

Upon waking this morning to another chilly, rainy day, I decided that’s how I feel about the winter this year.  I am a native of Asheville (a real native before going “local” was cool and we made it on a bunch of Top Ten lists).  When I was little, Beaver Lake would freeze over, and we’d miss school for days on end.  Snow greeted us in December and came to stay, not just drop in here and there for a short visit.  It was actually cold enough to wear warm, fuzzy socks and oversized wool sweaters.  Hot chocolate was a staple in the cupboard, not just a fancy drink you bought for $4 at the designer coffee boutique.

This year, however, is the first year in memory when we have not had one real snow.  For goodness sake, not even the schools have closed, and they usually take off at the drop of the first flake.  There’s something to be said for a good, ol’ snow day–seems to give us a break from all the seasonal affective disorder and lets us just bask in the peace and quiet that snow brings with it or revel in the childlike giddiness of having an unexpected day off.  Where I live, lack of snow by February does not make for happy children, or adults for that matter.

So Winter, if you are listening, it is simply time to get out–out of your rut or wherever you may be hiding and come visit us.  Just one good one so that we can sled down the driveway and build snow creatures in the gardens and watch the birds fill our feeders like a scene out of a Disney movie.

I know, I know–I’ve been told “Be careful what you wish for.”  Hmmm, is it so wrong to want something that feels so right?

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