I’m not sure I was ever passionately in love with snow, even as a child. But I certainly loved piles of snow when it meant getting a day off school. The school district here no longer has snow days. When the weather is bad, students have a Flexible Instruction Day, which means spending the day learning online. I feel bad for the elementary-age children especially. Peace to your ♥!
Snow Bother Don’t you wish the piles of snow Would never ever ever go? Or are you like my father, Who considers snow a bother, And always while he’s shoveling Is wishing it were spring?
Speaking of Snow “No more snow,” says Mama. She’s had enough. “No! MORE SNOW!” we cry. We like the stuff. We wake to white, a wintry delight. Mama groans. “No, more snow,” she moans. We bundle up, go out to play. Only then do we shout “HOORAY!”