Michal and I will be spending our first Christmas in San Francisco this year. And where I am looking forward to being stationary, I am really missing snow. Coming from the east coast, we didn’t always have snow around Christmas. But when it did it brought that connection to the Christmas of movies and ads you can’t get at 65 sunny degrees.
Last year we spent part of the holidays digging out a sled path down a trail through the trees in hilly Maryland with family. Yes, I am in my 30′s and not too proud to dig through the snow for fun. And yes, it wasn’t smart to slide down a hill on a low friction surface on an uncontrollable piece of cheaply manufactured plastic with hands to steer… But it was great. And it was cold. And it was snowy around Christmas. What more could you want?
In early October I hiked around the Sierras for a few days. I ended up around 10,000 feet and found my self in snow ranging from ankle to knee deep. It felt great. That unmistakable crunch under my feet and cold in the air got me in the mood for a real winter.
So to you on the east coast, may Christmas be cold and clear with a little or more change of snow. Think of us if you see flakes falling. And in my t-shirt walking in the spring-like weather, I’ll get a little chill and think of colder days.