Snow DayPosted: January 6, 2014
Today I have a snow day–a rare occurrence for me. The last snow day I had was during the “Snowpocalypse” of 2011. Unlike that snow day where it just snowed and snowed and snowed, this snow day has come with frigid temps and icy winds.
It’s quite drafty in our old farmhouse. The blowing winds bring in a chill that require us donning several extra layers to keep the cold from creeping into our bones. Still, my husband and I are happy to have a snow day together and we’ve kept a pot of coffee brewed to help fight the nippy air.
On our porch, the farm cats seem to be fairing the arctic blast reasonably well. The house I made from Styrofoam coolers keeps them relatively warm and dry. However, the bitter cold from the cement porch stings their paws and causes them to growl.
Staying indoors all day isn’t an option for us since we have to keep the furnace fire going. As long as I bundle up in the proper attire, the -33 windchill doesn’t seem so bad. Granted, I’m only outside for a few minutes at a time.
The snow continues to blow across the flat farmland and piles drifts everywhere. Seeing the bright sun and the desolate winter landscape reminds me of the story from the chapter Jingle Bells in These Happy Golden Years by Laura Ingalls Wilder:
“[Laura and Almanzo’s] sleigh was one of the line of sleighs and cutters, swiftly going the length of Main Street, swinging in a circle on the prairie to the south, then speeding up Main Street and around in a circle to the north, and back again, and again. Far and wide the sunshine sparkled on the snowy land; the wind blew cold against their faces. The sleigh bells were ringing, the sleigh runners squeaking on the hard-packed snow, and Laura was so happy that she had to sing.
‘Jingle bells, jingle bells,/Jingle all the way!/Oh what fun it is to ride/In a one-horse open sleigh.’
All along the speeding line, other voices took up the tune. Swinging out on the open prairie and back, fast up the street and out on the prairie and back again, the bells went ringing and the voices singing in the frosty air.
‘Jingle bells, jingle bells,/Jingle all the way!’
They were quite safe from blizzards because they did not go far from town. The wind was blowing, but not too hard, and everyone was so happy and gay for it was only twenty degrees below zero and the sun shone.”
Like Laura, it’s hard for me to not feel happy when the sun shines on a winter’s day.