At the moment, water drips from the eave onto the deck. It almost sounds like it is raining. It is, however, snowing. It has snowed for much of the day. It was coming down thickly when I left for work this morning and it was snowing heavily again when I came home. It comes down now.
The children made a snowman with their mother after I returned from my grueling labors attempting to educate high school students. “It was the easiest snowman I have ever made,” exclaimed my spouse as she returned from the sculpture project. Apparently, the snow was perfect for such activity. The children stayed outside for a while after this. When I went out in my tall black boots, the wet snow covering my bare head, to gather them for our evening meal, they had started on a “snow wall.” This was a series of large snowballs, such as the ones one might use to create a snowman, lined up next to the driveway. Their art knows no bounds.
We may get more snow. March is fickle that way. Two days ago we were out enjoying the warm air, a sweater more than enough. Today we have snow. Since we still have the majority of the month left, I imagine we will get some spring and some winter before April comes around. This could be the last snowman, however. Perfect snow like this doesn’t come around every day, even in March.