Leavenworth, WA – 6″ of snow.
Bellingham, WA – 2″ of snow.
Vancouver, WA – just water.
This time last year we had snow. And as the first day of winter begins in less than 24 hours I’m chomping at the bit to see some white. So, I’m doing my due diligence and doing a snow dance. Or, at least, a really lame snow story to kill time and hope the weather is listening to my need for snow.
I’m a traveler by trade. I love being able to experience new things all over the world. One winter night in Chamonix, France I decided s’mores and hot chocolate were in order. But, first my travel companion, Fido, needed a walk. As we walked I heard a noise. It was an enchanting noise beckoning me. When Fido’s ears perked I knew we needed to investigate, so off we went. We headed east toward the woods. The noise became louder. We could see a cave with what appeared to be flickering from a fire.
“That sounds like where the noise is coming from,” I told Fido.
As we got closer I realized it was a snow cave. Some kid must have made it, but how hasn’t it melted from that fire? As we came upon the opening to my surprise we encountered seven snowmen having a meeting. We duck behind the nearest tree.
“Olaf is his name. They made him out to be a nitwit,” said a frosty.
“He believes he’d survive in summer!” another chimed in.
Were my eyes deceiving me? I know Olaf talked, but he was also a cartoon in a far away land. Even Fido looked at me confused.
“We must do something to save winter!” the littlest frosty cried out.
That’s when I began to giggle. My calling isn’t to travel. My calling is to laugh. And these snowmen, however alive they were, thought themselves powerful enough to stop the earth from revolving around the sun? Not likely. But, before I could stifle the laugh boiling in me I was caught.
“Halt! Who’s out there?” cried the grumpiest looking snowman of all.
Realizing Fido and I had no chance to run away, we broke out in song.
“And I can’t wait to see, what your buddies all think of thee! Just imagine how much cooler you’ll be in summer! Da da…da doo…a bah bah ba baba boo. In summeeeeeeeer!”
They weren’t pleased or entertained. As I performed my finale I was met with a huge snowball in the face. Shaking off the snow I look up into the cave and saw it empty. Well, all except for the littlest frosty. Apparently, the other six snowmen weren’t entertained with him either. I looked down and was met with expectation: little frosty’s nose in Fido’s mouth.
My story won’t bring snow. But, I got a blog out of it. I also got to talk about Olaf which makes me happy. And killed a writing prompt. So, I mean, there’s a few wins out of that, right? Also, remember this during this holiday season, kindness is like snow – it beautifies everything it covers.
Mele Kalikimaka me ka hauʻoli makahiki hou!
Buon Natale e un Felice Anno Nuovo!
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!