Not Just a Granny

Walking in a winter wonderland – 18.12.09 Snow in Hove  🙂

How absolutely marvellous life is! I woke up this morning to a wonderful world of white, white glorious snow.

Although it had started snowing last night before I went to bed, I did not expect to wake up this morning to such an amazing spectacle.   The snow is at least 6 inches deep in places and since it has not snowed in Hove for many, many years, this is a treat beyond words.

I was feeling somewhat envious of the snow my daughter was enjoying in London, and to experience it here too, is just marvellous.

Looking out my window just after 7am, although it was still gloomily dark, the houses across the way were faintly visible, their roofs and balconies dressed in sparkling white.   The cars lining the street, hunched and slumbering beneath their shrouds waited patiently for impatient owners to free them.

Dressing as quickly as I could, what with having to pull on 5 layers of items, I hurried down to greet the morning!   The snow lay thick and crunchy underfoot as I ran and jumped up and down pristine driveways and through the piles on the sidewalk; as yet unsullied (till now) 🙂

A jolly snowman, arms uplifted with joy, smiled widely as I walked on by.

The naked trees dressed in this winter finery, glittered and glowed, their branches spread wide to the world, piled high with this fine powdery dusting.

Lawns, just yesterday green, now an expanse of diamond sparkles.   The houses look magnificent, covered in this lovely snow, lights behind curtains adding a cosy atmosphere.

Overhead the sky glowers dark and grey, everywhere the call of the seagulls, confused and bewildered, the genetic coding of this generation not set for snow.   Under bushes and trees, branches low and laden are tiny footprints of early risers.  Unsure today if they’ll get that worm!

A lonely park-bench waits, no one there now to pass the time of day!

A bright red post-box crowned with snow, a little red scooter nearby vies for attention,

and no one notices the forgotten clothes left out, unwanted three days ago.   As the hour passes by, the sky starts lightening now, a dusty pink tinges the clouds as the sun beats down forcing a break in the heavy mass.

People trudge by on their awkward way, slipping and sliding through icy patches, hoping possibly in vain for transport to their destinations.

Some grumpy, some happy, some smiling, some gay, some building snowmen observed via video link by family far, far away.

Stop to chat awhile, enjoy the magic it’ll be gone soon and life goes back to grey.

The roads already turned slushy, dark brown and muddy, the dirt and grit from over the months all churned up and hindering progress. 

Unexpectedly warm out, the snow is crunchy underfoot, slippery patches hidden below, catching you unawares.   Now the sun comes out and the sound of melting is heard all about, drip, drip, drip as it slowly gives in to the warming rays.

Today it snowed! Hooray.