---- — Nothing makes me any happier than when the weatherman says those three little words everyone wants to hear — chance of snow.
OK, so maybe not everyone. OK, OK. Maybe not anyone.
If I’m not alone in loving winter, it sure does feel like it lately. I have heard a whole lot of grumbling around the office lately about the weather. The complaints range from there being too much snow to it being too cold to how winter should be outlawed all together.
I just don’t understand these people. Winter is the best season by far. The other seasons could learn a thing or two from winter, if you ask me.
A friend asked recently what’s the best thing about winter. There’s no way to whittle the many wonders of winter done to just one thing, I told him.
I love getting the season’s first warning of a chance for snow and hoping it’s right.
I especially love the first major snowfall of the season. I have a tradition of going for a walk during the first snowfall and just taking it all in. I’ve been known to set an alarm and get up in the middle of night so I don’t miss the first snow.
I love watching the snow fall. I love trying to focus on a single slow-falling flake and following its full descent to the earth below.
I love the way that just an inch of snow can make everything beautiful. The way the world seems to be quieted when it’s blanketed in snow.
I love the way ice clings to barren trees, showing off every turn of every limb.
I love the way snow moves when the wind is blowing. Like it’s a thin, sheer blanket moving as one even though it’s a million tiny pieces.
I love how sunlight glints of the snow-covered ground, making it look like it’s covered in diamonds.
I love the days when you’re snowed in with nothing to do but watch more snow fall.
I love seeing little paw prints in the snow from a cat or squirrel just passing through.
I love making snow angels with my nieces.
I love how snow covering bushes captures the full-circle glow of buried Christmas lights.
I love when all the forecasters are abuzz talking about an impending winter storm. And for that reason, I love today.
The weather is all anyone can talk about today. Not only is there a major snow storm coming, there’s a chance for arctic temperatures. I’ve always wanted to visit a place where the temperatures dip to insane lows but have never had the opportunity. But now it seems the arctic is coming to me, and I couldn’t be more excited.
If you hear “Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow,” coming from office, I’m not only singing a song. I’m saying a little prayer, too.
Misty Knisely is managing editor of the Pharos-Tribune. She can be reached at 574-732-5155 or at firstname.lastname@example.org. Follow her: @PharosMK