MARIE'S MUSES

See the pretty snowfakes
Falling from the sky;
On the wall and housetops
Soft and thick they lie.

On the window ledges,
On the branches bare;
Now how fast they gather,
Filling all the air.

Look into the garden,
Where the grass was green;
Covered by the snowflakes,
Not a blade is seen.

Now the bare black bushes
All look soft and white,
Every twig is laden, --
What a pretty sight!

I awoke this morning to the sight of about 4 inches of snow lying everywhere.  A veritable "Winter" wonderland!  It's lovely to look at.  It is laying heavy on the wires though and branches of the trees and by the looks of the clocks the power was off sometime during the night.  It is the most snow we have had all winter.  Pity we had to wait til spring to get it!  There's probably alot of kids on their Easter Hols down here in the SouthEast that will have great fun with all that white stuff today!

I spent about 7 years of my childhood living in Northern Manitoba where we got lots of the white stuff and it was bitterly cold for about 9 months of the year.  We never seemed to notice though.  We played outside (very bundled up of course!) every day of the year.  Television wasn't very good back then so being outside was infinitely more entertaining.  A neighbour of ours used to make this huge snow slide every winter.  You had to go up steps to get to the top and when you slid down it on your flying saucer or whatever mode of transport you had it seemed like you slid for miles!  It was probably only several hundred feet, but even that is pretty awesome!  The snow squeaked when you walked on it, it was so cold and I can remember my mother bringing the wash in from the clothesline outdoors and she could stand it up.  (my but it smelled good though!)  She'd have to hang it in the utility room by the furnace over night for it to finish drying.  Jack Frost left beautiful pictures on our inside windows and I loved searching it's intricate patterns and finding magical images left for my perusal.  Huge icicles hanging from the eaves turned everyone's home into a winter wonderland and nothing tasted better than anicicle pop!  It would stick to your tongue until it warmed up a bit.  Speaking of tongues sticking, I remember a kid in kindergarten licking the doorknob to the school and they had to get in the emergency services to unstick his tongue!

Ahh...those were the days....outdoor rinks...snowball fights....and hockey was a game played in the backyards of the common man and you didn't need to mortgage your home in order to kit your son out  to play.  (God forbid a girl participated!)

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