Magical Confetti

There is something magical about going for an early morning walk with someone special and as you are walking, the first snowflakes of the day start to fly. This morning that someone special was my dog Jack, but nonetheless, he is a pretty special guy to me. In fact, he is laying on his back under my feet right now, with his paws in the air, whining for me to rub his belly. Wouldn’t it be nice if all boys did that?!?

I digress.

Those first few flakes always catch me off guard. We are always taunted with these little snow showers and flurries and the prospect of a two hour delay, but inevitably it fizzles out and we are forced to bundle up and wander into the cold and grey winter morning with our gloves, scarves, and horrendous winter boots. Why is it that women get such fashion forward winter boots and men get Todd Palin-esque snow-shoe or backwoods trekking boots?

Again, I digress.

After I decided that it was in fact starting to snow and I was lucky enough to witness the first few flakes of the day, a smile came across my face. There was just enough of a sun to reflect little bits of light all around the morning sky. It was almost as if someone up there was having a party and throwing confetti to celebrate, maybe telling me to celebrate a little too. This made me reflect a little on a lot of things. New and old friendships. Upcoming vacations. Warm blankets and cold feet. It is amazing that something as simple and sweet as a snowflake can chase away the winter blahs, wipe the sleep from the eyes, and awaken the warmth of the soul. Keep in mind, however, that this sweet and simple feeling didn’t bring any extra warmth to my fingers or toes. They were still numb.

And now as I sit waiting for the sauce for my baked ziti to cook down a bit more, I can’t help but look out the window at a squirrel running across the power lines. A bird is fluttering on the ground looking for a snack. But really, what I am looking at is the snow magically falling to the ground, creating a soft and beautiful white confettied blanket for the earth. I am reminded that there are indeed many reasons to celebrate. And many more memories to be made.

But for now, it’s time to bundle up and take the beast out for a walk. I only hope that the magical falling snow brings a new sense of warmth to my fingers and my toes, as well as my soul!

Be well friends! Enjoy the party!