Wait for it....wait for it....

It creeps ever so slowly down the mountainsides toward the Valley. The nights now are clear and cold. 24 degrees this morning. Cold enough for my fingers and toes to feel chilled. Clear nights mean colder air but no snow. I want cloudy and cold with the air full of moisture. If I have to scrape something off my windshield before driving to work, I prefer snow rather than the thick Jack Frost ice in patterns that take forever to scrape away. Snow is much easier to handle than ice. So in the meantime I am waiting for it, waiting for it…

I Know it is on the Way!

It is only a matter of moments, hours, or days until FIRST SNOW. The leaves are gone from the trees outside my window. I've needed to scrape thick frost from my windshield and I'm now driving to work in the dark while wearing gloves.

I am headed into my 12th winter in Alaska. What I find about myself is that even after my previous 11 winters, I'm still tickled at the prospect of First Snow.

Any day now as the snow line creeps lower and lower. Any day now as the temps drop further below freezing each night. Any day now I will be exclaiming "It's snowing!!!!" as if I were a little girl and her first delight at the wonderment of SNOW.