It’s snowing this morning in Holland. Has been for nearly two hours, tiny flakes that are falling straight down, easily mistaken for raindrops except that raindrops don’t fall that slow. Not that it will matter, because as we used to say back in the Old Home Towne, “It won’t stick.” The ground is too warm, so the flakes melt as soon as they settle. It was the same yesterday, when it snowed around 7 a.m. and again at noon. Those were larger, heavier flakes, the kind that spiral down lazily but no matter: they didn’t stick, either. Again, the ground’s too warm. How is that possible? It’s like this: Today is March 8 and though we did experience freezing temperatures for two days last month, those temperatures didn’t stick, either. The last time I saw snow that stuck was for four days in December 2021. Before that? Memory fails.
First snow is magical -- I agree! And I still have an old transistor radio to listen to an occasional baseball game when I don't care to watch it on the big screen.
First snow is magical -- I agree! And I still have an old transistor radio to listen to an occasional baseball game when I don't care to watch it on the big screen.