Little Man’s First Snow

Little Man's First Snow

Ok, I apologize in advance for the lousy iPhone picture. But puppies, like toddlers, are little beings constantly in motion during their waking hours. There just is no time to grab the big ‘nice’ camera and snap the spontaneous picture. Oh no, that moment will be long gone before you have even thought of getting the good camera. One can have ‘planned’ spontaneous pictures, but good luck getting the authentic ones.

So, at this stage, my trusty phone will have to do.

As a puppy born in early summer, Little Man has never seen snow. When the Twin Cities received our first bit of white, with my trusty phone at hand I caught his first reaction outside.

At first, the change in color on the deck threw him off. Then, he tentatively tested a first step outside. Finally, after gathering up a bit of bravery, with full gusto he bolted out the door, snuffing and snorting at the snow with his nose.

When he came to ‘check in’ with me, this is what greeted me at the door. Precious, but I’m biased.

Let it SNOW!

Let it SNOW!

I always say that the first snow fall! That childhood joy excitement emerges and it’s just so beautiful that first snow fall. I would prefer not quite as MUCH snow on the first snow fall, because as an adult and NOT a child, it means my husband and I do the labor of shoveling.

But when the sun is shining on the snow, it is just so bright, cheery, and mood lifting. It’s what you envision at Christmas time. I know that Christ was born in a desert, but I cannot help but associate Christmas and snow together.

I’ll be enjoying this snow until February. Then my foot will start tapping in anticipation of spring, which in the arctic tundra, doesn’t come until April.

Still, its gorgeous right now, and no need to think beyond the holidays. For now I’ll just revel in the reason for the season, grateful for home, health and hearth….and snow.