first snow

[egypturnash]

After we crawled out of bed, we decided to go out for some pastries. Then we looked outside.

It's snowing.

Big poofy ice-crystals drifting down from the sky.

We went out anyway. It wasn't too cold, really. Just... lightly snowing. I've never been snowed on before.

I tried to catch some of in my hand. It didn't stay long enough for me to look at it. I tried catching it in my mouth. I felt kinda stupid doing this.

This is the first time I've been snowed on. Obviously, it won't be the last. It's kinda pretty but I kinda miss California and New Orleans already.

Comments

[cktraveler.livejournal.com]

*smiles*

It's amazing ... I grew up with heavy, filthy snow every winter, the streets covered with slushy ice, the skies a uniform slate-gray. The first time I experienced bright sun and T-shirt weather in December was when I was 11, and I remember being absolutely flabbergasted. I never really fully got used to it, even after a decade and a half ...

[shatterstripes.livejournal.com]

I grew up in New Orleans. Then I spent most of a decade in California.

The Christmas after my father died, my mother and I went to New York. I think it tried to snow, but it vanished by the time it made it down through the heat island of all the buildings.

I really fear this forthcoming winter. It's a good thing I have freelance work going on that can happen entirely over the internet, so I don't have to face the cold every day.

[cktraveler.livejournal.com]

There are some ways of dealing with it ... there's an energy trick I know that may help a little, though I don't know if it works for anyone but me.

[zeeth_kyrah]

You'd be surprised.

[circuit-four.livejournal.com]

You mean... there are places... without winter?!

And you're coming HERE!?

I'm looking forward to it either way, but should we be flattered, or just concerned for your sanity? ;)

Not that I can say much. I've had FOUR chances to completely relocate, and every time I just seem to move back and forth across the north of the damn country. :p

[cktraveler.livejournal.com]

I just feel that a few months of unpleasant weather is an acceptable price to pay for living in a city with culture and art and cool people and stuff.

As much as I loved the weather in Florida in winter ... summer was six months long and frequently life-threatening, and Boca Raton is still the most dead, boring place I've ever lived. (Even here in Lombard, similarly empty of anything that I might consider fun, there's a major city only 45 minutes away by train; I'm just never able to afford to go.)

[circuit-four.livejournal.com]

You are really gonna love Boston, then. ♥ We live a 15-20 minute walk away from an improv comedy theater, a number of art galleries, and a late-night Punjabi restaurant. There are about ten different ethnicities of food within walking distance, and about twenty within a single bus hop. And Harvard Square isn't nearly as cool as it used to be, but it still feels good knowing you're that close to a major center of civilization... that attracts sci-fi book shops, dessert cafes, and an art-house theater (if a sadly imperiled one).

Yeah, okay, I wouldn't trade civilization for warmth either. :)

[cktraveler.livejournal.com]

Oh, wow ... and that theater has an open-mike night too, right?

What kind of art galleries? I still have wonderfully fond memories of the Philadelphia Museum of Art; I used to be able to spend days in there, trying to figure out how they got those amazing effects. (I insisted on going back to the Red Grooms (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_Grooms) exhibit twice during the week it was there.)

*smiles* I have fond memories of brief trips to Boston ... and I miss just having the possibility of going into the city for the day.