Snow Country Dreamin'

I live in an area maligned for its weather.  Whenever the Bills play and the weather is cold and ahem snowy, the announcers highlight the area's weather like it's a bad thing.

I have to tell you, I grew up in the Adirondack mountains and the cold and snow make me happy.

This year, the Snow Miser has been noticeably absent from my scene and it has made me and the rest of my little family sad.  We have waited for the forecaster's predictions of snow only to be disappointed.  Sunday night and Monday they were predicting we might get 4 - 8 inches of the glorious frozen whiteness...we got a dusting.  This morning we woke up to a couple of inches.  The snow band went south of us.  (I need to move south to get snow...)

When I was a little girl, I would go to sleep imagining I was camping in the wilderness or something like that as I went to sleep.  I was always pretending something, being a mom or a doctor or one of Charlie's Angels, so I guess pretending to be camping out under the stars wasn't so odd.  (It wasn't!)

Last night I wasn't pretending, but as I drifted off to sleep I thought about how wonderful it would be to be falling asleep in a more rural setting, more snowy and more self-sufficient.  I thought about how I would love to spend my days knitting, sewing, cooking and homeschooling, wearing cozy sweaters and wool socks (that I knit myself. :) ) and working toward common goals as a family.  I'm sure in my mind I romanticized the self-sufficiency a little (or a lot).

The truth is, cold weather and snow inspire me to create and dream and embrace life.  Maybe the cold makes me more snuggly or maybe I'm just a cold weather type woman.  In the heat of summer, I'm crabby and sluggish.  In the winter, even with less sunlight, I am energized by the brisk air, the crunch of the snow and the quiet of a world wrapped in white.  (And my allergies aren't going haywire either. ;) )

I know that we should all bloom where we are planted.  I love the cold and snow and while my situation isn't exactly what I dream about, it is close enough. (I can knit and cook and play in the snow with my beasties, even if I'm not in a secluded cabin.) If we had to, I would find a way to make the best of a more temperate climate, but it would not be something I would choose.

However...I'm dreamin' of a little more snow, so if someone could direct the Snow Miser this way, I would be grateful.

-Peace