Today is the last day of winter and yep, don’t you know, we had fresh snow on the ground early this morning.
In the past 56 years I’ve seen quite a few snowy winters, the worst, aside from this year were in the 7os and 80s.
As a child I looked forward to heavy snowfall. I lived in a wonderful neighborhood where every home had at least two kids and everyone knew everybody else. After school or if we were lucky enough not to have school, all 20 of us would gather at the top of the hill with our sleds (thumbs up to radio flyer) and race down the road, through the intersection and see how far we could get on the lower half of our street.
My dog Boots would run after me and my brothers and stayed with us as long as we were out there playing.
Our snow forts and snowball fights were legendary – we’d wail those things across the street to one barricade and across the driveway to the other fort until we all were worn out or too cold.
Every once in a while we’d go inside our respective homes, drink some hot cocoa and warm up, then go outside again until it was time for dinner.
Our parents were cool, they didn’t mind that the street wasn’t plowed as long as all of us kids could get out, get some exercise and have fun.
That was then, this is now.
Now adays, you really don’t see a lot of kids playing outside from sunrise to sunset.
If a street isn’t plowed, adults are on the phone with the police, town hall or highway department in a heartbeat to complain.
Winter just isn’t as much fun as it was when I was young.
Tomorrow, especially after this winter, I will welcome the Vernal Equinox with open arms.
Enjoy your last day of winter and then move on – Spring is right around the corner.