The first time I saw snow falling was on a high school band trip to Washington DC over Spring break. The cherry trees were in bloom and the weather was beautiful when we arrived. Two days later we awoke to flakes falling outside our windows and kids running down the hotel hallway shouting “It’s snowing! It’s snowing!”
We certainly weren’t prepared for this change in temperature. I only had a pair of canvas Keds for shoes and my feet were frozen by the end of the day. I remember a group of us girls going into the bathroom at one of the Smithsonian museums to use the hand dryers to warm up and dry out our shoes.
Since then I’ve seen it snow a few more times and I am much more prepared these days. I know a lot of folks in the north wish this winter would end, but as a Florida kid, visiting my family in North Carolina last week, I was delighted by the snow storm. I wore my PJs inside out, slept with a spoon under my pillow and awoke to a winter wonderland that I have seen few times before.
When I was dressed in my layers with my thick socks and rubber boots, I traipsed outside to make a snow angel and a snowman and just to listen to the large flakes falling all around me. I stood still, wondering how long it would take for the snow to cover me and make me disappear.
My week of snow gave me time to bake, read, edit, and allowed me to disconnect nearly completely from my real life. Now it’s time to return to the real world, but I will remember this week as a time of peace and beauty.
Rebekah Lyn's Kitchen 
Glad you were more prepared for snow this time!
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