Hello lovely readers, I want to thank my friend and fellow author Heidy Gray McGill for suggesting that I share my first snow memory with you. Here’s my story.
Once, when I was a young girl, in a world where snow in winter was a rare event at best, I tasted winter for the first time in my life. That particular week, my parents picked me up from the Georgia Academy for the Blind on a Wednesday afternoon. They wanted to take me home before the snow and ice caused the roads to become impassible.
The next afternoon, I sat in the living room near the wood heater, having a tea party with my bean bag doll. The TV was on, and Mama cleaned the kitchen and took out some food for supper. As I laid out the plates on the coffee table for my special tea party, Grandaddy walked in the house. “Look what I’ve got!” he said.
“What is it, Grandaddy?” I asked. I laid the plate I was holding on the coffee table and reached up to “see” what he had.
He placed a frigid ball in both my hands.
“What is this?” I asked as the icy shock of the ball made me shiver.
“It’s a snowball. It’s snowing that much out there.” Grandaddy said.
I lifted the snowball to my mouth. “Can I eat it?”
“I don’t care. Hold it over the plate so it doesn’t drip all over the carpet,” Mama said.
I took a big bite of the snowball. “It tastes like winter. But I can pretend that it’s a grape popsicle,” I said with a laugh.
“Let me take it back outside so it won’t melt in the house,” Grandaddy took the snowball and headed back outside.
My doll and I had snowball popsicles of every flavor imaginable, as a special dessert, to go with our pretend tea.
Now that I’m an adult, I like to hunker down inside my warm house when it snows, because I don’t want to risk slipping and falling on the snow and ice that freezes overnight. Snow is still a rare occurrence, but my family gets excited at the prospect of seeing a blanket of white, fluffy snow on the ground.
When you imagine popsicles made of snow, what does winter taste like to you? Do you go out and play in the snow after a winter storm in your area, or do you like to hunker down with a hot beverage and a good book? Let me know in the comments below.
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