We ordered up a little snow for the five to enjoy. It started early, while I sat scrutinizing my peacock painting at Cheers. First, it looked pretty sparse, just a few flakes wafting through the air before settling and melting. But then, they came faster and began to stick. Suddenly, there was a blanket of white. Traffic slowed, as caution and chaos battled along the roads.
And when they called closure for school, we decided to explore the few open spaces that remain in the community. We were first to the hill, with our makeshift sleds in hand. Why can we never find the real sleds when needed?
Ri wanted no part of the snow or cold, while JD insisted winter was his favorite season. But when his wet canvas sneakers began to freeze, he was more than happy to escort baby sister home.
We gave it a good half hour and left the hill when too many would be sledders joined us on the slope.