It's so rare when we get snow. And then when it combines with a day that's already a holiday? It's perfect. Everywhere we went in our neighborhood people were out playing in and enjoying the snow. We looked at the tracks in the sidewalk, both human sized feet and otherwise. We saw our garden transformed into some other place. We waved at neighbors carrying their sleds to the hilly street. We helped our neighbors work on an igloo. It collapsed but still. We pilled into Megan's house, peeling off piles of wet gloves and watching cartoons while drinking hot cocoa.
and then this morning it was gone. But possibilities for more hang over us, just waiting. Maybe.