Thursday, January 13, 2011
Wow, what a snow
My 19-year-old daughter Emma said she’d never seen a snow like this one.
I told her I didn’t believe I’d ever seen this much of the white stuff either.
It was about 10:30 Sunday night. We were not looking out the living room window. We were walking in the backyard, making tracks in the snow.
It continued to fall and we kept enjoying the beauty of the wonderful winter night.
If there is such a thing as perfect snow, this seemed to be it – no ice, just snow and lots of it.
The family had actually been out a couple of more times during the evening.
Not long after the snowfall started, 9-year-old Erin and I enjoyed a brief snowball fight. I cheated. When she ran to get a handful of snow off the back of the truck, I raced behind her and raked a bunch of snow directly into her face.
She was a bit angry, but laughing, too. The chase was on.
She was covered in snow. So was I. We didn’t care. It was loads of fun.
I drove the short distance from home to the office about 7 p.m. Sunday – to adjust the heat and check on things.
I walked a half a block to the courtsquare. It was indeed a sight to behold - snow-covered streets, street lights aglow, with snowfall still steady. Downtown Holly Springs would have made a great Christmas card scene.
In fact, some told me, “The only thing that would have been better is if this snow had come on Christmas.”
Later my family gathered around the TV with plenty of snacks and put in one of our favorite movies of all time – Hoosiers. Snow falling outside plus warmth and family togetherness on the inside – it was a special night.
This time, the weather forecast was right on target. Experts had been predicting it for a week or more.
School children were happy. Lots of people got to stay home from work. They turned from school work and chores to snowmen, snow sledding and snow cream.
I was up back outside about 7 a.m. Monday - clearing the approximately seven inches of snow off Emma’s four-wheel drive and heading to the office to start the newspaper production process.
The press never stops.
This week’s effort began with some photos. And there were pretty pictures everywhere - too many to take.
After cruising around town for about an hour, I headed south on Highway 7 to pick up employee Linda Jones, who could not get her car out of her steep driveway.
It was slow going. I met some 18-wheelers plus a few cars and pickup trucks. No one ever got behind me.
I turned west onto Highway 310, and the going was a bit tougher but still no problems.
As I got to Linda’s house, a Mississippi Department of Transportation truck was heading back east - clearing much of the approximately 11 inches of snow from the highway.
We followed it back - letting it clear us a path all the way to Waterford Express Grocery and Gas on Highway 7 – near Wall Doxey State Park. The driver stopped for gas. We stopped for a biscuit.
I’m not a cold weather fan. I’m not a snow fan.
But I loved experiencing this north Mississippi winter wonderland.
And I will also be OK without it again anytime soon.
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