This may seem strange to post now that spring is in full swing, but our first snow day was so fun I had to write about it.
The third weekend we were here we got a real treat, our first NC snow. It was in the forecast but I didn’t expect much because I heard the snow in Charlotte isn’t usually the stuff of holiday movies. I had heard it was icy and didn’t really stay around long enough to create our perception of a winter wonderland. I have seen snow before when traveling but Honey had never seen it fall before so I hoped it would at least stick round for the morning.
When we woke up that Saturday it was raining but not a snowflake in sight, so I started making waffles because we were finally getting a chance to stay home and relax on a weekend (our first time in months!). At first we didn’t see that the rain had turned into little snowflakes, but once we did we were kids again. We went ran out to the back deck in our pjs and warm hats and let the the flakes catch on our hair and on our clothes. As expected they melted quickly but that didn’t stop us from grabbing our cameras and taking pictures of the snow lightly dusting our back yard and catching in the trees.
Eventually we went back in, I finished making the waffles and played music from my laptop. Trying to set a mood, I typed in the word “snow” to my iTunes library and it gave me a song from The Fountain soundtrack called “First Snow”. It is an instrumental piece that has that feeling of building with a melancholy backbone, I highly recommend giving it a listen. As time passed we noticed the snow had not let up. I was impressed when the snow fell hard enough to stay on the ground and not melt away…
It was absolutely gorgeous! We were outside for at least three hours taking pictures, feeling the snow crush under our shoes, and throwing the occasional snow ball. Sorry about that Honey. And yes we were the only people in or neighborhood that were out playing in the snow. I could just imagine them coming to their windows watching us and thinking those “crazy Californians.” We even let Bailey out onto the deck to examine the snow. He loved it so much we had to escort him back inside.
It snowed into the night but stopped by the next morning so we went for a walk around the neighborhood.
The sun was out and the snow melted by Sunday night, so in a way it was a perfect little snow storm because it came on the weekend and all evidence of it was gone by rush hour on Monday morning. I spoke with my cousin later that week and she said that was not the typical snowfall here so I took as an incredible welcome to our new home.